گیت کے بول کے نقاط
ENاصل بول
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Dead of night in the concrete town
When the feeling comes you're all alone
Like a moth to the light it draws me into the crowd
The maze of noise and light though I'm burning out
Into the bustle of glitter and pretence
It pulls me with violence
Don't know what I'm doing here
The greed drives me wild
In the laughter of the night drifting without I am
I set my soul free don't know where I am
A fever rages in my body and at last
I'm buying a luck that's tomorrow past
Into the bustle of glitter and pretence
It pulls me with violence
Don't know what I'm doing here
The greed drives me wild
