Heirloom کے بول

When your heirloom's wilted brown When the devil's pushing down When your mourning has a sound And you hesitate to laugh How quickly will your joy pass? How quickly will your joy pass? And when you walk inside I feel the door I'll never let it push your arms no more And when your legs give out just lie right down And I will kiss you till your breath is found And when you walk inside I feel the door I'll never let it push your arms no more So do you think I came to fight? And do I always think I'm right? Oh no, I never meant to be a pest to anyone this time Oh no, I only meant to be a friend to everyone this time