Kishore Kumar Hits

Frase - Paper Cuts şarkı sözleri

Sanatçı: Frase

albüm: Paper Cuts


Fill my cup, we drink from the same well
Fill my cup, we drink from the same well
Love, fill my cup we drink from the same well
Now there's anguish and comfort
No food to dessert
Poverty-stricken to luxury living
We are lost, in the high low
We could be found somewhere in the middle
Somewhere in the middle
Caught in that cycle on repeat
Chasing that paper but paper cuts bleed
Paper cuts bleed, paper cuts will bleed
We are lost, in the high low
We could be found somewhere in the middle
Somewhere in the middle
So what are we doing to keep this flow alive?
We need water just to survive
What are we doing to keep this flow alive?
We need water just to survive
Fill your cup but fill mine
Fill your cup but fill mine
Paper cuts will bleed

Поcмотреть все песни артиста

Sanatçının diğer albümleri

Benzer Sanatçılar