Trapped In a Damn Lie

Kabhi karun choke Writer's block Isolation for IQ drop Suffocation and 9 mil Glock Reincarnation gracious God Jaate dekhe apne toh kiya nahi stop Band aids on them Bullet shots In the end Everything is an ocean drop Ab dar lage kyun Jab chun liya maut Main nahi interested In your misfit dance Or your lipstick ma'am Or your tinted hair Or didn't they tell I been through hell Now you want to come back Baby kiss my ass Teri hindrance Or Teri jhuthi care Dekhe the Jo khwab Sare tute hain Maine tukde uthae Bina kuch keh ke Tumse duriyan banai Ab hum khush rehtee