اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Darling stop confusing me
With you wishful thinking
Hopeful embraces
Don`t you understand
I have to go through this
I belong to here where
No one cares and no one loves
No light, no air to live in
A place called hate
The city of fear
I dream dead it stops hurting
I dream dead and hurting stops
It`s sometimes like sleeping
Curling up inside
My private tortures
I nestle into pain
Hug suffering
Caress every ache
I dream dead
It stops hurting
