Private Jinx کے بول

You've been caught off your guard, so now you breathe a little faster All the beauty in decay, at long last is on display Your head in the clouds, you heart on your sleeve A black soul that sings like your private jinx The bitter taste you'll leave behind, will always be your only crime & now you're close enough to be within reach, So you'll hang on to this like a leach With your head in the clouds, your heart on your sleeve & a black soul that sings like your private jinx So you're convinced yourself, & the devil as well You don't need any time to dwell Cause ever day's another scar on you With your head in the clouds, your heart on your sleeve & a black soul that sings like your private jinx