Tell me something I'm supposed to know
Oh If there's something, that You brought upon your soul?
I wanna feel your glance, it feels like a razor slide
So, keep on writing a plot
Where you belong to god
So keep on writing
The same old story
I need some fort
to listen till the end
I heard you're fallen
The same old story
They judge sincerely but can't condemn till the end
Since the last time when I said my soul was above upon
my flesh
I found a new excuse for that sin again
Once AGAIN!
If you think I'm against you
You should jump off to the ground
Instead of living with acrophobia
I heard you're fallen
The same old story
They judge sincerely but can't condemn till the end