rolling over roaming through this land inside my head,
reviewing all the shame within shit that they’ve once said
i plan to take my time and analyze them one by one wondering,
all the while, in which direction i should run
sick from wine and time and fake friends and one-sided love
desperate to break away
Someday i'll be on a bus listening to head phones and just trying to get out of whatever hell i've let loose around me that same old song will come on and i can cry.
Song would be
"Aapki nazron ne samjha pyar ke kaabil mujhe"