Smoker کے بول

Hold on Excuse me You question my precious little position Speak to me Oh Speak to me In my mind I hold the greatest secret in the world Camouflaged by broken thoughts my conscience overheard I'll start from the top but we're running in circles here I'm running in circles again I fear I will never see the end Now my back's to the wall Heard everything you've said Now my back's to the wall If I lose you please just stop me I know it's hard to take this I tried to tell you, you had to be there In my mind I’m running in circles again Maybe it’s time Maybe it’s time To let go