Killer کے بول

All you are to me is a bleak obsession I am the mark intent on burning the street How many times can I ask you? How many days can I go without you? But you tear me in half Tear me in half But you tear me in half Tear me in half The distance is a killer The fire in my eyes The heat of imposition How many days can I go without you? But you tear me in half Tear me in half But you tear me in half Tear me in half