اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
When you’re in some bad light
In the climbing flood
And you kneel before them
It’s common sense
It’s practical
Lay low
One moment I beg
I bolt
On a thousand legs
What you can’t say swallow
At the moment I’m bored
Buried more and more and more and more
I slam my finger in the door of love
God damn the judging
Stranger judge
All I want, all that I want
A burning bush or
A button to push
A chance encounter
With common sense
Common sense
