rifle کے بول

Even in fall You'll live out your sunny days So when you're all alone I hope you can find the missing space The missing space And even in a dream Even in a dream you found the words I write this knowing you won't see it We're both missing puzzle pieces And I can't really explain right now what it is I'm even grieving And everything's been drastic And I'm not used to the feeling I'm used to nothing at all, all, all! At all! There's no point in knowing what there is to know of, what they all talk of If you lose while trying, weaponizing dying's easier for most If I was a rifle maybe then you'd hide me underneath your bed When they chop my head off for the sin of being, they'll come for you next You dumb fuck! You dumb fuck!