اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Chorus
Goodbye my friend, Goodbye, this'll be the end
Verse 1
I let you sleep outside my front door
You took my mind and still you wanted more
You have the mercy of a warm gun
And now I'm living in a glass onion. Goodbye
Verse 2
Your pleasures bitter, I can taste guilt
It keeps me locked inside the walls we built
You get your dirt all over my flesh
And now it's time, I'm cleaning up your mess
Verse 3
You crawl inside my head to keep warm
Think I don't see the way you're doing harm
Desensitized, you love to dim the light
I finally see it clear, get out of my sight
