Holes کے بول

You turned on me thought I didn't know, oh... And you seen thought my holes Stuck on my own, oh... All that I need, founded and she Calling me in Seems like the way, still I'm afraid Should I let begin? oh... We fall from a high, Said the goodbye Believed it was the time, Away I go, no... Long for the day that I can say "Come home to me." Seems like the way, Patch of decay In the alien breeze.