Pure Triangles کے بول

The stony face, a true reflection A sin to taste revisitation But all these walls have right angles And all these thoughts are pure triangles Don't hold me up for too long I'm not that tough, I'm not that strong You see how I'm guilty by the way I need you, now A broken heart with new direction A blank, blank line with no inflection But all these walls have right angles And all these thoughts are pure triangles Don't hold me up for too long I'm not that tough, I'm not that strong Can you see how I'm guilty by the way I need you, now? Can you see how I'm guilty by the way I need you, now? Now Don't hold me up for too long I'm not that tough, I'm not that strong Can you see how I'm guilty by the way I need you, now? Can you see how I'm guilty by the way I need you, now? Now