Dark colors don't fade soon.
What if I choke you tonight
And you beg me for a breath?
Isn't it weird to think,
Your existence will lie in my grip?
Oh! you wearing the same shirt
The same old stain of blood.
And the same old...
And you beg me for a breath?
Isn't it weird to think,
Your existence will lie in my grip?
Oh! you wearing the same shirt
The same old stain of blood.
And the same old...