Oh Allah absolves me of my sins.
I have traveled this world form end to end,
They tell me to wait on the Madi looking at the TV, when the true concepts embodies you and me
Eloquent restrictions of Islamic afflictions lead to addictions Bent on,
Strong On, Intellectually charged on changing this status quo
I swear by god, this Façade be a fraud with fake promises of Earthly eternal bliss,
pursued in Bugatti forms of happiness
Run, run, run, run, surely you’re goinga run…From your own death insensible like a man’s lips clasped trying to blow out the Sun.
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