the apology के बोल

Just a question mark Hanging in the dark Fixed to something broken Obsessed with the unspoken It's an empty face An unrelenting grave I could never sever Waiting for forever I'm collecting dust Sitting on the shelf, next to all the stuff (hey, hey) I can't brush it off It's sticking like a theme on all my thoughts (the apology) You could never say: It's okay: Metaphysical Every single day, asking: Hey, was it real? Oh I can't brush it off It's sticking like a theme on all my thoughts (the apology) I'll just take the pain Claws over the wound Fantasize lips moving Saying something other than: I wish you the best I'm collecting dust Sitting on the shelf, next to all the stuff (hey, hey) I can't brush it off It's sticking like a theme on all my thoughts (the apology) You could never say: It's okay: Metaphysical Every single day, asking: Hey, was it real? Oh I can't brush it off It's sticking like a theme on all my thoughts (the apology) You could never say: It's okay: Metaphysical Every single day, asking: Hey, was it real? Oh Definition of insane, on replay inside my brain You could never say: It's okay (the apology) Ah-ooh, ah It's sticking like a theme on all my thoughts I'm collecting dust Sitting on the shelf, next to all the stuff (hey, hey) I can't brush it off It's sticking like a theme on all my thoughts (the apology)