اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
I cannot tell what you claim to see
That your heart is black and mine is so green
Jealousy is men, someday you'll see
You know
You cry out, eliza, you scream and you moan
You're sick of this joyride you want to find home
Adulthood has found you scared and alone
Talk to me
Art school girl with ignorant bliss
Peace, weed, cocaine, and mushrooms and shit
Will bring peace on earth, someday you'll see it
Talk to me
They're just pictures inside of your head
They're just pictures trapped inside of your head
Save a little grace for us
