Kishore Kumar Hits

Nothing - Our Plague şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Nothing

albüm: Tired of Tomorrow (Deluxe Version)


Water colored fingers paint my picture
Interlocking tightly candles flicker
Trembling hands of mercy, they will not sing for me
Promise I could make it on my own
Throwing flowers at her, my worst behavior
Change my tired patterns, if you could change yours as well
Promise I could make it alone

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