گیت کے بول کے نقاط
ENاصل بول
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Wake me up from this nightmare
Because in this dream I can't trust myself
I thought I'd seen an end to these attacks,
Thought the world had destroyed every last nerve.
An imbalance so cruel it never lets up.
I've seen this show a thousand times,
But each time it just gets more fucked.
Throw logic out the door, bring disillusion and fear
Distort everything in sight so that nothing is clear.
A pending apocalypse has to be near
An end to everything I've loved, yet somehow I've grown numb
I've conditioned my mind to accept the worst
Yet it feels too familiar, like somehow I'll return
To this same lonely state
To this reoccurring grey.
To this infinite hell that I fear follows me.
