It doesn’t hurt as time goes by;
Your exhausted heart
Gets used to it and doesn’t feel it.
You have a long road ahead
And your dreams are old
When you start feeling numb
Your dreams get burned
They say it is all part of growing up
And it pierces through you
Can you cope up with years?
No, you can’t. They will hurt you.
That’s not all.
Just become one of them;
Perfect, noble, and reserved… They will praise you.
That’s not all, they will catch you
And clip your wings
Just stand like that, you stubborn pride.
Actually, there is some loneliness in this…
Just stand like that, you fake peace
Actually, there is some loneliness in this…
Just stand like that, you stubborn pride.
Actually, there is some loneliness in this…
You are free like a tree
Exiled from your land
Resentful to your future
Closer to your past
And your words are rusty
If you follow your heart
They call you Mecnun
They wouldn’t know what love is if you asked them
Will your life last long enough for your longing?
No, it won’t. They will hurt you.
That’s not all.
Just become one of them;
Perfect, noble, and reserved… They will praise you.
That’s not all, they will catch you
And clip your wings
Just stand like that, you stubborn pride.
Actually, there is some loneliness in this…
Just stand like that, you fake peace
Actually, there is some loneliness in this…
Just stand like that, you stubborn pride.
Actually, there is some loneliness in this…
Ask yourself if this life is yours?
No, you can’t. They will hurt you.
That’s not all.
Just become one of them
Perfect, noble, and reserved… They will praise you.
That’s not all, they will catch you
And clip your wings
Just stand like that, you stubborn pride.
Actually, there is some loneliness in this…
Just stand like that, you fake peace
Actually, there is some loneliness in this…
Just stand like that, you stubborn pride.
Actually, there is some loneliness in this…