Lot 235 کے بول

overhead and i'm spitting down found the rail leaning my weight out caught on a nail it's pulling me down dragging me down can't see below cut off the pain in my back show your shadow across my back take time to aim it now that you've got your chance shot through the back down onto the ground my life floats away puddle surrounds stuck down deep eating away at my lung hope you'll take it back number one can't sift through the rain unless it clears a little drag me down alone in my puddle puddle surrounds