Dead Things کے بول

You're like me We're both alone What's the problem I don't know With the same high The same eyes But you can't borrow my clothes all the time Bad things Dead things Sad things have to happen Sometimes I let the snow Melt in my mouth Until my head hurts Until I'm out Makes me laugh a bit Makes me cry Same way you confuse me all the time Bad things Dead things Sad things have to happen Bad things Dead things Sad things have to happen Bad things Dead things Sad things have to happen Sometimes Sometimes Sometimes Sometimes