bleach کے بول

I wanna feel, in your skin And every days, the same old shit And I remember the time you walked in You're like a syringe, in my wrist So tell me now if you will die for me Give me something that I could believe My mouth, is burns from all this bleach My skin is scarred from this leash I sit and stare, at this gun I've never been good, for anyone But I think of her lips, against her tongue Kinda like a drug, I'm so strung So tell me now if you will die for me Give me something that I could believe My mouth, is burns from all this bleach My skin is scarred from this leash So tell me now if you will die for me Give me something that I could believe My mouth, is burns from all this bleach My skin is scarred from this leash