It's been a good time
Now it's my time
To leave
To feel
What else I can be
Where else I can go
Heaven or hell?
What's after the storm?
Time to leave this stream of lies
It's a good bye
Hope you had a good time
Now you gotta live with a piece of my mind
GoodBye.

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Mistakes can end up in heart breaks...

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Profane I am but for who
Does God judges us on our situations too?
Yes I chose to sell my body
For the pleasure of theirs, in exchange of money
But no one ever asked me why
Or how did I
Ended up in the dark
Why did I gave up on love, gave up on my heart?
Born in the dumps, raised in the dirt
All I've seen is pain and hurt
And my mom said you have to find a way out
So I did, whatever I could to fill my mouth
But I know
They will never respect the wars I've been through
Because I'm a tainted prostitute.

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I've got everything but I still feel alone,
Does that make me selfish or realistic?

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Ek raaz ki tarah maine tujhe apne dil mei chhupaya h
Ek jzbaat ki tarah maine tujhe apne mn mei bsaya h
Iss mulakat ko ek nayi shuruaat banaya h
Tere lafzo ko chun ke, hatho se bun ke, apni zindagi ko sajaya h
Tujhko yu paya h
Dil ko sukoon aaya h.

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She's the kind of trouble
that I enjoy...

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You are the only reason
That I live how I live
You are the only reason
That made me believe
That this life can have a meaning
And it's greater than you and me
This life can be deceiving
But not everything is
You made me see
You are my only reason

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This night isn't perfect
To be honest, nothing is
I see stars and their defects
Scars and their bliss
Will you lie if it kills your honesty
If life is on the line, won't you lie honestly
Nothing is perfect
Nothing is you and me

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On the ground where the flowers bloom
Where there lays the frozen dew
At night, fireflies gives a different view
Feels we're too far from impending doom
But my heart beats in a chaotic mood
I see, I feel the pain of the moon
Alone for so long
It needs loving too
And I need somebody to touch me
I need somebody to hold me so closely
I need somebody's love to be true

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The bridges in between
They kept getting weak
What's left is you and me
With no words to speak
We hold on to the words
We keep them between us
We hide them in our pockets
We lock them in our closets
We hold on to the silence
We lose all our conscience
We keep getting hurt
As we hold on to the words

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