اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Wake the night with the flame of your lamplight alight in a blind light
Vanquish the day down
Your captive alleyway
Light little blind light
Come light day
Shot through some or break
What's real?
What's fake?
Conjuring dreams slowly while still half asleep you keep lying through those bones not awake or tired
Disappear with the church bell chime
On our day
Shot through some or break
What's real?
What's fake?
Don't look down
Shot through some or break
What's real?
What's fake?
And sugar from the dark,
just look into my eyes
Gypsies, misfits, sold us across the sea
Hands sewn, slip sticks, pulled in a part of the sea
Quick step, and can you keep up now?
Catch your breath and find your show's sold us
Last call, the streets are still vacant
Wasn't me who must've be mistaken
Did the gypsy appear with love quips
Silhouettes begging for a quick fix
You and I, we speak the same language
Didn't matter, walk away strangers
This night
All the morning will be
Sweet unusual
Lose the nightsman lil' beast
Sweet unusual
(I can't)
All the morning will be
Sweet unusual
Lose the nightsman lil' beast
Sweet unusual
