Coals کے بول

This scene, this place, this part It's wasting our lives All hurt, all guilt It's all so contrived You build beyond It's container size This dirt, this hill Is begging to slide You pace, you pose, you fashion gold You break, you sow, you hide your ghosts You burn, you glow, you turn to coals This air, is thick, it makes Me think I am sick I'm young, too young To be on the brink I'll walk, and I'll run But I'm best when I sink My thoughts, go on, and on 'Till I drink You pace, you pose, you fashion gold You break, you sow, you hide your ghosts You burn, you glow, you turn to coals The times, we talked The things, forgot Now my brain, is gone My heart, is lost My soul, left too And away, it flew And I waved, goodbye Good luck For somebody new You pace, you pose, you fashion gold You break, you sow, you hide your ghosts You burn, you glow, you turn to coals