اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
I shot a fried, I shot a friend in deed.
The smoke clears and I feel the shells beneath my feet,
My one way ticket out, my one way trip deep down.
Where are we now? Deep in the thick of it, I fail.
