Rubber Lips کے بول

you are young and you are soft i will be yours make my eyes see the things i missed before sunlight bleeding through the cracks the stardust in your lungs some things you see you never need to tell no one i wish someone would just give a sign i wish someone would feed me my lines you are young and you are soft i will be yours make my eyes see the things i missed before this is the renaissance of history by the fire this is the end of telling who's a better liar am i someone who you'd call upon? am i someone who you'd give a gun? we will lose in the end our sisters weep we are young and you are gone show us your ways