Cruel کے بول

Bodies, can't you see what everybody wants from you? Forgive the kids, for they don't know how to live Run the alleys, casually Cruel, cruel Bodies, can't you see what everybody wants from you? For you could want that, too They could take or leave you So they took you, and they left you How could they be casually cruel? Cruel, cruel, cruel, oh Bodies, can't you see what everybody wants from you? If you could want that, too, then you'll be happy You were the one waving flares in the air So they could see you And they were the zephyr blowing past you Blowing fastly so they can’t see you Cruel, cruel, oh Cruel, cruel, oh