Oh the song you sing, all in choir
Come slow, low it down
And I’ll free my ears from your bloody denial
I’ll hear what all I want to hear.
Because, I find myself convincing
For a decision, for the gravity,
And for all your thought is ageing.
The devil that resides in you, comes bursting
The saints that left you, knew a place
This can’t keep me blindfolded, I’ll see
Just like I did, what all I want to see.
Because, I don’t know a fear
Walking on a tightrope, which sways and tumbles you down.
And for all your descriptions and ignoring.
And then again, neither I know any pain anymore.
Criticize, victimize or poison me by substance abuse.
Because, all my story is like a simple plot, I be real,
A belief of only better things is coming my way!
