the rot کے بول

I told her: Relax You might as well relax 'Cause the fear is going down, down, down I told you to leave But you never do it So the fear is going on, on, on See it coming down, down, down And I guess it'll rot away And I found you here on another day You were waiting for an old dream Found you on another day All is spoken, after that There's a desert left behind You're a stranger in a dark room Holding on the someone new, ooh I am waiting on an old dream Holding on to someone new, ooh For a moment, I've been waiting Stranger in a dark room See it going down, down, down Said it's going down, down, down