Vertigo کے بول

Bruises keep me moving Abused by your precious pressures Hopelessly hopeful, romantically numb Way too close for closure to come Around and round we go With the rise and fall of your vertigo Spinning out of control Forever maybe only made in our dreams Minimize my movements Amused by your grand illusions No love and no hate, just phantom pains Too soon, too late to amputate Around and round we go With the rise and fall of your vertigo Spinning out of control Forever maybe only made in our dreams Hesitating hearts starving To start falling apart Around and round we go With the rise and fall of your vertigo Spinning out of control Forever maybe only made in our dreams