Gasoline کے بول

Can't make sense Of certain things inside my head See the spark It turns me on And pulls apart Staring at the TV screen The static touches me Something dripping down my neck A sense of being free Now I found myself a loaded gun I'm asking everyone for Gasoline Make me clean With gasoline Comfort me With gasoline Change my mind The devil's standing by my side Trust in me That I will burn with apathy Cremate me without a name A faded memory Feeling weightless in the air Is my desired dream Now I found myself a loaded gun I'm asking everyone for Gasoline Make me clean With gasoline Comfort me With gasoline Gasoline See, I don't mind the smoke sometimes Fill my lungs And melt my silver tongue Now I'm handing you this loaded gun Go ask everyone for Gasoline Make me clean With gasoline Comfort me With gasoline