اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
the riddle that you left me stretched and straightened up my back
you see put two and two together, it's neck or nothing in the end
I twiddle with my thumbs, through the tunnel, in the dumps
on the wheels of luck, eventually we all take turns
my head's in a whirl but I stitch up my knees
I've never had no girl, I pack my bags and leave
the bridge is burned, at last I'm free with no direction
humour's lost upon me as the rumour tossed the truth
I grew up in true trust every single soul is good
I thought we were just two rolled into one
what use to stick together when the stepping-stone is you
my head's in a whirl but I stitch up my knees
I've never had no girl, I pack my bags and leave
the bridge is burned, at last I'm free with no direction
looking in the mirror I wished I'd doubled up my cheeks
sliced from ear to ear, stripped my skin, both nipples pierced
I'd be staring at someone else, without future, without past
I saw a wrinkled face, too young to make a grin
