اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
My own isolation
Played out on this bitter skin
Tell me what you feel
I've accepted this life, alone
I can never stop these vultures
Picking at my empty bones
When I slip through the cracks
And I'm too far south
I couldn't get any lower
The devil speaks through my mouth
He says: Come home, sleep now on the cold floor like a dog
Kicked in the teeth by the ones I love
I will bite the hand that feeds
The one that never cared for me
I know that grief will follow
Betrayed
Frozen to the bone
