اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
It doesn’t matter anymore
When the door doesn’t open
And the key doesn’t fit
And I stay here inside
It doesn’t matter when I shut myself
And feel an outsider
In an absolute silence
Trapped inside
It doesn’t matter anymore
When I call your name
And you don’t hear
My van is my studio
And now there is nothing anymore
My van is my studio
And my head I left out
For me, not for you
Clothes don’t make the man
It doesn’t matter
Actually, nothing matters anymore
When the door doesn’t open
And the key doesn’t fit
And I stay here inside
It doesn’t matter when I shut myself
And feel an outsider
In an absolute silence
Trapped inside
And I wanna make sure that you get it baby, lemme repeat it, shall we?
It doesn’t matter anymore
When I call your name
And you don’t hear
My van is my studio
And now there is nothing anymore
My van is my studio
And my head I left out
For me, not for you
Clothes don’t make the man
It flies, rebels and echoes
When it heals the wound
From a pain that burns
You will see my nude
It flies, rebels and
Echoes, echoes, echoes, yeah
When it heals the wound
From a pain that burns
You will see my nude
My van is my studio
And now there is nothing anymore
My van is my studio
And my head I left out
For me, not for you
Clothes don’t make the man
My van is my studio
(My van is my studio)
And now there is nothing anymore
(And now there is nothing anymore)
My van is my studio
(Yeah, yeah, that’s what I'm saying)
And my head I left out
(And my head I left out)
For me, not for you
Clothes don’t make the man
For me, not for you
Clothes don’t make the man
For me, not for you
Clothes don’t make the man
Don’t make the man
Don’t make the man
