When the pleasant days turn into sleepless nights
And you are left with nothing to leave behind
That's the time when reality turns to you & say
Hey look, all who were yours are turning their way
If anyone among them still there to help you
Doesn't seems to be a friend but the cleverest guise
How so honest that man may be
The nature plays it's part & you'll not be able to see.
And you are left with nothing to leave behind
That's the time when reality turns to you & sayHey look, all who were yours are turning their way
If anyone among them still there to help you
Doesn't seems to be a friend but the cleverest guise
How so honest that man may be
The nature plays it's part & you'll not be able to see.
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