And my laces are so weak
Staring through them makes me weak
I have got nothing to turn to this week
So, why don't you come over and make me weak.

Your intentions are so lame
I saw them and I ought not to be blamed
You cut me down and now I'm lame
So, get the consent jotted and take the blame.

I live by my own fear
You don't need to be my subject, fear
If I win, just know I lacks fear
So, if you win, then maybe I am a subject of fear.

Listen, I love you..believe me coz I have got the signs
I know my accuracy, I can't get your heart designed
But believe me, I will wed you and the papers I will sign
So, my dear, are you in to get these papers signed?.

I got the phobia, and that is because of love
Have seen them fight, fighting and fighting for love
If I have to live a life, should I involve love?
All these lives in me, coz there is this one girl I so love.

Art Arov ♡
16th April 2020