Lydia کے بول

Well I am flawed, I am so broken And Lydia's so young and hopeless And her pain reminds me, I am alive There's nothing for me, on the other side Ah-oh Ah-oh Lydia! Lydia! Why'd you have to tread in my dreams Lydia! Lydia! Push me! Push me! Push me! Push me! Oh, woah Oh, woah Oh, woah Oh, woah Oh, woah Oh, woah Oh, woah And her face reminds me, that I am alive A thirst persists, the image of it Lydia! Lydia! Why'd you have to tread in my dreams Lydia! Lydia! Push me! Push me! Push me! Push me! Oh, woah Oh, woah Oh, woah Oh, woah Oh, woah Oh, woah Oh, woah Oh, woah