Wild کے بول

Remember when you told me You believed in something And you said you’re done Pretending that fate is patient Go, run away, get it out of your system Come back when you’re older Go, find a place where you can’t be the victim And come back when you’re older Go catch the storm Within your broken bones And be wild, wild, wild Wild, wild, wild Summers end And you feel that This is your beginning Colours fade But it’s okay, there is good in changes Go, run away, get it out of your system Come back when you’re older Go, find a place where you can’t be the victim And come back when you’re older Go catch the storm Within your broken bones And be wild, wild, wild Wild, wild, wild