Plush کے بول

And i feel that time's a wasted go So where ya going to tomorrow? And i see that these are lies to come Would you even care? And i feel it And i feel it Where ya going to tomorrow? Where ya going with that mask i found? And i feel and i feel When the dogs begin to smell her Will she smell alone? And i feel so much depends on the weather So is it raining in your bedroom? And i see that these are the eyes of disarray Would you even care? And i feel it And she feels it Where ya going to tomorrow? Where ya going with that mask i found? And i feel, and i feel When the dogs begin to smell her Will she smell alone? When the dogs do find her Got time, time, to wait for tomorrow