گیت کے بول کے نقاط
ENاصل بول
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
I made a friend
My first in a while
He dresses in red
And a sinister smile
But he's sad like the Moon
And he's scared like a child
Hate burns in his eyes
As he gently explains
I was born in the sky
Then thrown in the flame
And if you'd felt the fire
Surely, you'd burn the same
