گیت کے بول کے نقاط
ENاصل بول
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
How many tears left to cry?
How many useless fights we'll waste
For them we want, we love
Our feelings are immortal
Our acts leaded by hate
Now I feel sick, all those lies
Strangle my last breath
I got happiness, with my hands I smashed it
I can't live life I choose
Freedom falls over my shoulders, I try to change
But my evil wins, I shatter everything I touch
