گیت کے بول کے نقاط
ENاصل بول
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
A little less innocence
His morals aren't so well defined
You're here again, the rush beings
A line of joy and suicide.
I can't find the words to say this.
I'm running out of patience.
Dearest I'm so sorry you're disturbed.
You know I'd hang on every word.
With each breath you take I think I've learned.
Careful you might get burned.
Tears tug at the corners of my eyes.
But I won't let them go this time.
You're here again, the rush begins.
A line of joy and suicide.
I can't find the words to say this.
I'm running out of patience
Dearest I'm so sorry you're disturbed.
You know I'd hang on every word.
With each breath you take I think I've learned.
Careful you might get burned.
Let's go…
Dearest I'm sorry
But this is not working.
Holding onto what I fight for
Bleeding for you,
A face to die for
A face to die for
