歌词
Thoughts that go like bullets through you
The time you told me that you wished you were dead
♪
But so broken on when you can't stop choosing
To sleep through your alarms
Man, you're losing your head
♪
(But I can't stop)
The thoughts that go like bullets through you
The time you told me that you wished you were dead
♪
(But I can't stop)
But so broken on when you can't stop choosing
To sleep through your alarms
Man, you're losing your head