[ Featuring Moor Mother, Joel Ross ]
بولو نا، بولو...
تیرا میرا پیار ہے کہ نہیں؟
بولو نا
پیار ہے کہ نہیں؟
پیار ہے کہ نہیں؟
بولو نا، بولو نا
I want to believe
I want to understand what I am feeling
Is it love? Was it love?
انتہا کا انتظار بھی گزر چکا ہے
Is this the way you love?
Who taught you to love? (بولو نا)
Who taught you to be in love? (بولو نا)
Who showed you the way?
تیرا میرا پیار ہے کہ نہیں؟
I want to believe in a love, in a future (پیار ہے کہ نہیں؟)
I want to believe (پیار ہے کہ نہیں؟)
بولو نا، بولو نا
بولو نا، بولو نا
بولو نا، بولو نا
This time, I let my light shine
Wash my own feet at my own shrine
Dance, and held all our lifetimes
Sometimes I don't feel safe out here
In your arms, no, I don't feel safe, my dear
I fear that sometimes your love's not real
And soon, I'll forget what rеal love feel
Big deal, heart brеaks, blood spill
Truth hurts, now that's real
Cut throat, lie still, leave lifeless
Big business vices sold to the unreal, heart price tag
Wounds sold separately, for scars, they got the recipe
In the stare of sex, lust, and mistrust
Idol worship, and all the disgust
Sometimes I feel like love is above us
Who, us? Yes, us
Delusion and paranoid, unlovin', in search of love
Like, could this be love? Love
