Laughter is smart enough to
deceive and conceal
pain of the wounded heart
Stroll into my smiling heart
To find the pain of wounded heart
You are bound to carry along
Stains of my bleeding heart
deceive and conceal
pain of the wounded heart
Stroll into my smiling heart
To find the pain of wounded heart
You are bound to carry along
Stains of my bleeding heart
Beauty of moon
Cannot tempt me
To shun my love
Your tossing in bed
is the reason of my insomnia
When i hear you snoring
I sleep sound
A door closed by you
can be a door of suffocation for you
Every time death has to not come from out
it can come from you to you
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