Lyrics Vague - נינט טייב

I rather this, will stay vague
I't seems like we're not prepared, babe
Thinking aloud, I konow you're not there
I rather this, will stay vague
Your head is falling down, your face it's so pale
Tje further ot gets, we're falling down there
'Cos I rather this will stay vague
You better, run for your life and cut me loose
Holding this ropes won't make you feel any good, son
Bloody red roses are cover in your eyes
I'm diggin a grave and jumping down to the ground
I rather rhis will stay vague
It's been a sweet joy, it feels gray
Open your eyes, I hope I'm steel there,
'Cos I rather this will saty vague
You better, run for your life and cut me loose
Holding this ropes won't make you feel any good, son
Bloody red roses are cover in your eyes
I'm diggin a grave and jumping down to the ground