Let tomorrow sleep and peacefulness will turn to you
Free yourself and go with your razor sharp emotions
Even the twisted flow is the proof that you’re alive
I invite the tearfully-indulging sorrow
The inculated Dogra Magra
The pain of the mark and the one and only personality
And those colorful eyes all decorated I don’t want them anymore
Is hypocrisy going to come and take it all away?
The lonely red stage at night
I dedicate the following to the aspiring leading actor
That’s where the truth is
The small corner of my un-cheatable heart says “I still want to be here”
Who can’t we forgive?
I let them hear my cold voice
And I swear