March 19th کے بول

You were born of fire and you burned straight through Everyone around here looked up to you but you gave it all away for a game that you could only lose Only memories remain and this song is all that I can do That's all, that's all What else can you do? This ain't real, this ain't real Won't you wake up, wake up? This ain't real, this ain't real Won't you wake up, wake up? You lost more than I'll understand In you I lost my closest friend Through the needle came the darkness and the feeling washing over you I wish there could have been an angel watching over you That's all, that's all What else can you do? This ain't real, this ain't real Won't you wake up, wake up? This ain't real, this ain't real Won't you wake up, wake up?