To my arrogant heart
To le rare flowers of mine
To everyone, cause everyone's being tested in different ways and pace.
Just as everything seems to be perfect
Then swoosh! Something happens that wipes away yout past carefree life
You cry, you fail to control your angst, you curse the fate
Your smile ain't true
You live sorrow life
Because you forgot
This world ain't paradise, honey
Yet, it's better this way
For you, wouldn't live in an illusion
For you, would know your heart's condition
And who really hold ur heart
For if not, your head would never bow down sincerely
Wouldn't even bother to seek help and forgiveness from ar-rahman
Wouldn't even want to return to Him, before you're returned, without ur will
Without trials, foes can fool you as friends
Money can deceive you, telling that he owns all
And you yourself will think everything's under your control
So honey, trials are indeed blessings
For we'll realise, this is not a place to stay
There's a better place
And it ain't free
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