KRANTI

I wonder what am I alive for

A mass of disappointment

On the rope of expectations

And that moment of disillusionment

Failed at love 

And at socializing

I believe there’s a revolution

I’ve to begin

There’s a Beretta on your head

And I’ve to pull the trigger

I’ve to repeat what they said

And make it bigger

Cities that I’ve to burn

And castles, I’ve to bring to ground

Everything under the sun

Has to end, I am bound

Ain’t here to give you love letters

It’s a mission

Playing with the guns and grenades 

It’s a fuckin revolution. 

Deewarein Gira denge, Neev hila denge 

Aur likh denge KRANTI………