Parole کے بول

On the edge on the edge I believe im on the edge And through a window dirty window And need some light and air And she came upon my window with a promise of love Just lie through the skin on yyour teeth and she's sure to let you go I dont really want you to leave now im on parole Consumed by the love of another im on parole I catch my breath my smokey breath For the first time in a century These prison walls filthy walls look better looking out than looking in Then she came upon my window with a promise of love Just lie through the skin on your teeth and she's sure to let you go