اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
It’s empathy from friends but it’s pity from the others
Who accidentally spit on you whilst you’re in the gutter
A chance to make amends? Or polite exchanges?
Maybe sometimes call them friends
When really they’re just well meaning strangers
Oh, I cauterized
Silly dreams that hurt my mind
Metamorphosize
In reverse
Find myself a canvas swathe
To revert
Those I’d want to see
Too far to spit on me
There a those who where my friends
I may never see again
