اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Dried up, a guitar upon my knee
I should have sold out, when the devil came for me
Dig a hole, and throw it out to sea
Break the code, how happy I could be
I still wave at the dots on the shore
And I still beat my head against the wall
I still rage and wage my little war
I'm a shade and easy to ignore
White wall, I had to paint a door
I always find, that I've been through it before
Close it up, and throw away the key
Break the code, how happy I could be
I still wave at the dots on the shore
And I still beat my head against the wall
I still rage and wage my little war
I'm a shade and easy to ignore
I woke up, and I had a big idea
To buy a new soul, at the start of every year
I paid up, and it cost me pretty dear
Here's a hymn, to those that disappear
I still wave at the dots on the shore
I still beat my head against the wall
I still rage and wage my little war
I'm a shade and easy to ignore
I'm a shade and easy to ignore
