اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
I am really good at writing mean words that would hurt
If I said them, if I dared I would
Let them slip my throat
Stick them through your ribs at my will
I don't bare to speak of the anger that breeds in me
I don't bare to say that I love you and I want you and I hate you
I hate you now, now
But I am silent
Hoping that you'll change
Burning in my mouth
Words that can't escape my tongue
Clogging up my throat, withering my inside
So I am peeling off my skin
And pulling all my seams apart
I am doing all I can to keep my mouth from letting loose on you
I am silent
Hoping that you'll change for me
