Even if it hurts, I smile
My feelings of happiness is a lie
Deep inside my heart I'm bleeding
Holding back the feeling of loathing.

The tears of sadness twisted with joy
Living a life as if I was a toy
Pretending to play house with fantasy
The pain is overdosed like ecstasy.

Longing for the love I wanted
From miles away it tilted
To the road where she likes it
And the place which I am unfit.

Thus, I pretend my emotions
To start no worries and commotions
Even if it burns like hell
I'll die hearing the funeral bell.