گیت کے بول کے نقاط
ENاصل بول
ترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Everything's moving backwards
It's been that way for so long
When all my cries like butterflies
Drift slowly Away
I can't relate to no one
Sifting through all my so called friends
Ain't what I like to do
But give or take my wreckage past
Dies slowly away
And now the battle's begun
(Chorus)
Black promises, black promises
Face down in a hole, I'm sinkin' below
Till I face myself
I'm letting go, so on with the show
Till I face myself
Nevermind all the pity
I rattle on all the snakes I knew
I chewed the bone, got criticized
And hid all the pain
Beneath it all I still face the same face
(Chorus)(Chorus)
