اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
I get cold in the quiet
Against the sound of the sleep
The night is young and discomforting
So bring on the fire
And the weighted love
And the misdirection of this holy dove
Cue the pilot
That brings in the east
Words are heavy when you're down on your knees
And I still can't remember
The warmth of September
Cause the same stars that cover you, they cover me
Who's to say
Love is war
With so much confusion bout what you're fighting for
And as fate should have it
I'm lying alone
Just pale flesh and buried bone
