Night never lies
Realm of night gets ethereal
with the encumbrance of the existential crisis
all the roles we played during the day,
plays a musical chair in the head,
for the melancholy medley that mind plays!
Plethora of pathetic decisions I made
encounters me with envisage for my unborn future
oh the poor present, that carried me like a burden
I promise you...
with the encumbrance of the existential crisis
all the roles we played during the day,
plays a musical chair in the head,
for the melancholy medley that mind plays!
Plethora of pathetic decisions I made
encounters me with envisage for my unborn future
oh the poor present, that carried me like a burden
I promise you...