اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Every smile, every pain
Every memory coming back again
Pulling down, I'm sick of holding on
No more talking, nothing to say
No use trying anyway
Pulling down, I want these worries gone
What the hell is even going on?
A thought is haunting me
A thought is haunting me
A thought is haunting me
A thought is haunting me
The weight of the world, the burning of days
A heartbreaking sense we're drifting slowly away
Losing sight of love now, what went wrong?
Lay my head down and rest my mind
Give up searching 'cause I cannot find
The strength I need to keep on holding on
A thought is haunting me
A thought is haunting me
A thought is haunting me
A thought is haunting mе
