اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
There is nothin’ on my mind
And I want no reason why
Nothin’ matters anyway
Comin’ up and feelin’ great
Still I am born into the fire
To carry on with all the liars
Still I am born into a jail
Under your thumb over the rail
Pick it up and start again
Shake the worry from my head
No one bothers anymore
I have never been so sure
Still I am born into the fire
To carry on with all the liars
Still I am born into a jail
Under your thumb over the rail
Still I am born into the fire
To be alone with no messiah
Still I am born into a jail
She is the cross you are the nail
