Worn Down کے بول

My mind in thrall It's like I'm talking to a wall I'm at a stall Don't care at all You're always making things so hard You go too far Why play so rough? Why act so tough? You've done enough You've done enough You drain me quite Why do you dim my every light? Just out of spite I've had my fill You always wear me down until I'm 'bout to spill Why play so rough? Why act so tough? You've done enough You've done enough I'll go to sleep, so you don't make me weak Down (Down, down) Roots in my chest, it's hard for me to rest Down (Down, down) I'll go to sleep, so you don't make me weak Down (Down, down) Roots in my chest, it's hard for me to rest Another round Another round Another round