Talk to Me

Here she comes, here she comes
Whenever will this circus ever end
Here she comes, here she comes
Another act of faking it again

When ever will I feel
The elation of being real
To be all that I am
Talk to me

Do you know the meaning of love

There are times
When I curse my faith in all mankind
How they blindly live in a disarray
How I wish they all would just go away

When will I be free
Of the demons that torment me
Will my eyes ever see
Talk to me

Do you know the meaning of love
Will you be my angel above
Can you breathe the life into me

Come on and talk to me
Come on and talk to me
Come on and talk to me
Come on and talk

When will I be free
Of the demons that torment me
When will I be free
Of the demons that talk to me



Credits
Writer(s): Zain Malik, James Newman, Fred Wexler, Alexander Oriet, David Phelan
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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