اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
And I hope every morning you wake up, it hurts more and doesn't stop
And I hope every night you rest you lay and pray for death
You made a better trophy in my dreams
And now you are my nightmare
I wonder, "Where did I go wrong?"
And you are all that's left of what it meant to live
Don't worry, this will only hurt for a second, sleep soundly
Just where did I go wrong?
Just where did I go wrong?
And hoping for changes, we've wasted this, and what for?
And what for? One more day of this weight
One more day of this dissolved presence
