Asrya کے بول

Since the birth of time Man had to fall But if it's at you feet I'll do it now or not at all And you are sublime Like a summer storm Washing my preconceptions Against my inner walls These complications Make my idols out as fools I choke to think it girl, but I love you You touch my arm Absent-mindedly I turn confusion Into a full time disease And when we're lit up high And it all seems free I feel the tension hold me I can hardly breathe These complications Make my idols out as fools I choke to think it girl, but I love you