Joy Dim کے بول

Like most kids I played with fire On the railroad tracks I nearly died Some pain inflicted upon myself Not all trial and error brings succes I guess All this time you've been around Taking notice of the damage done The bleeding noses broken hearts Adding colour to our daily existence So I can glamourise my past Still I am glad to be here now And even happier that I don't have to go through that again This time in control I'll lie about my past, and for some reason I don't feel I have much to confess This time in control I'll lie about my past For I feel blessed that I don't have to go through that again This time in control I'll lie about my past, and for some reason I don't have that much left to confess