اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
In the quiet night
He leaves me blind and bloody
Though he's bitter I remember him like honey
We do this ritualistic routine
When he's gone I can still feel him in my body
I don't believe in anything
But I can put my faith in him
He'll always be in my peripheral vision
Oh, no
In the air his scent lingers
I'm puppeteered by his fingers
In my reflection he's right behind my back
I take comfort when he's watching through my window
He will slip between the floorboards and the vеnts
And even when I laugh I don't forgеt he's watching
He plays the roll as both the crime and consequence
I don't believe in destiny
But I know we were meant to be
I'm buzzing and convulsing electricity
Oh, no
In the air his scent lingers
I'm puppeteered by his fingers
In my reflection he's right behind my back
Oh, no
In the air his scent lingers
Where I'm puppeteered by his fingers
In my reflection he's right behind my back
