Burns

Written by: bidyut bikash brahma

Lost amidst the crowd of a billion
Lost everything and nowhere to go
I cower in the shadows of darkness
OH IT BURNS! IT BURNS RIGHT THROUGH.

What did I do to get it wrong?
I was an innocent child
And now I lost my innocence too
OH IT BURNS! IT BURNS RIGHT THROUGH.

Seasons come and go
Spring, summer, autumn and winter
Lost the zeal to feel them too
OH IT BURNS! IT BURNS RIGHT THROUGH.

A cigarette in my left and a pen in my right
That is all I have now
And I wish to pass this night al-right
OH IT BURNS! IT BURNS RIGHT THROUGH.