We Take Mystery (To Bed) کے بول

Confiscate letters like D.E.B. No natural course of things for her to expect Withdraw the feelings 'You can, you can't' I called your number as you told the world Something is wrong There is no longer any normal to me You're my assassin but you can't see the crime Pointless possessions of me & you & greed I looked at you mistaking needles for eyes Something is wrong