Mistakes

Let me tell you my story

From dark to glory

I never needed the hand 

But i choosed to hold one

I was wrong all the time

Thee needed companion

No soul.

I was never into money

They made me criminal

And called it system.

Pale, dark and beautiful

Everything what seems white 

Is devil inside.

Let me tell you something

Which never went right.

Mistakes, one after one

Choosing people wrong after wrong

They pimpin, simpin day after night.

They call them saints,

Do they know they are satin cried

Ego arrogance is their pride

Let me joy my innocence Jhelum side.

Thank you myself i never touched the skin

So many hypocrisy so many germs

The story they tell they are blinking 

The odour they smell they are stinking.

Nevertheless the truth will come out.

Nobody gonna respect you, oh we Doubt