Wisdom کے بول

Well last nite i saw you were breathing Once again man we dont know Well confused i said was i dreamin Constraints beyond our control And wisdom left through the window and pride walked out in vain You hurried out he runs around A vision gone away Heeeeyyyyyaayaya Well i hear the echo itsa screamin Now its time to hit the floor The silence falls with an illusion But still youre comin back, youre comin back for more Your eyes are red what you been smokin Your breath smells like a 100 beers If id asume id think its okay Cuz we hadnt felt this way in many years