اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
How come this never goes my way
You are what I wish I lived without
You filled me with doubt
You are the labor I allowed
I'm passing now
But you never heard a sound
How come this never goes my way
I find in dreams that my body’s rot
To reflect all this decay
Still tethered to these thoughts
And to this pain, and the ways you made me stay
