Pride کے بول

Living, a pride Where, goin’, oh well, come inside Bleeding, scratching my eyes Don’t worry, has a very high price Every side, has been wrong and right To every side, black becomes so bright All the time, when you think Why am I doing this? Don’t know what it is Every side, has been wrong and right To every side, black becomes so bright All the time, when you think Why am I doing this? Don’t know what it is I’ll paint on his mailbox, save my life I ask you to pawn my privileged soul I’ll paint on his mailbox, save my life I ask you to pawn my privileged soul I’ll paint on his mailbox, save my life I ask you to pawn my privileged Just today, apathy is all mine Say it again, say it again and I will smile Just today, the sins beg to be made Greed, envy, sloth inside of me I’ll paint on his mailbox, save my life I ask you to pawn my privileged soul I’ll paint on his mailbox, save my life I ask you to pawn my privileged soul I’ll paint on his mailbox, save my life I ask you to pawn my privileged Living Living Living