Numb کے بول

Honey, here I go again Down that crooked road of sin My momma locked me out again And hung me high to rust under the rain I am numb I am numb I am numb I am numb I am numb I am numb I am numb I am numb When I sing my stranger blues I make it on the local news Everybody likes to see you lose And hang you high to rust under the rain I am numb I am numb I am numb I am numb Little bluebird at my window Sing a pretty song for me Don't you know that you can fly, fly, fly away? Don't you know that you can leave? I am numb I am numb I am numb I am numb I am numb I am numb I am numb I am numb I am numb I am numb I am numb I am numb I am numb