STOLEN LIFE: From the Dearest – For the Replaced!

I want to live, but I'm dying

I want to smile, but I'm crying

There isn't any moment

I'm not pinched into the heart

I need the cardiologist

And there isn't any moment

I'm not tortured into the brain, by those faces

I need the psychologist

Watery eyes and this empty heart

Wants what, that has been tore apart

From the dearest

For the one whom I was replaced

I want to live, but I'm dying

I want to smile, but I'm crying

Just a few days, few months & few years now

And lots of trouble within

Never got chance to enjoy life beautifully

And when I did get, my happiness were stolen

From the dearest

For the one whom I was replaced