Paper Plane

I don’t know why

I don’t know when

I don’t know how

Will I free myself?

Without any reasons to pretend

I want to fly away on a paper plane

You ask me why

You ask me when

You ask me how

Oh I can’t explain

Without any reasons to defend

I want to fly away on a paper plane

Give me smiles

Give me tears

Near but not so clear

I don’t blame you for my fears

Rising above the win or lose

I want to fly away on a paper plane

Check my signs

My vital signs

When I’m in my sober self

You’ll figure it out yourself

Come and tell me what you felt

I want to fly away on a paper plane

I don’t know why

You ask me how

Gives me tears

My vital signs

Ever wondered, its all for you

I want to fly away on a paper plane

Unknown

Don't know, why so?

I'm so mad at you

Don't know, why so?

You turned to be a stranger so soon

Don't know, why so?

I can't identify my face in the mirror
Don't know, why so?
All my reason seems so funny to you 

Don't know, why so?

Every path ends with no hope at all

Don't know, why so?

Everything can't be same like before

Don't know, why so?

Time left behind seems so past and lost

Don't know, why so?

Life seems so hard, all at a lose

Don't know, why so?

Doubts gather, tear me right apart

Don't know, why so?

Have to slide down as I try to move

Don't know, why so?

Pain feels a familiar foe

Don’t know, why so?

Nothing feels like hurting me any more 
    Don’t know, why so?

Will I be ever struck by good time?

Interloop

Time to turn the stone

tear up the microphone

no time to stand in queue

enough of being left behind

grab your artillery

hit back hard

sustain the pain to get in the mood

come and get it

what was meant for you

On high medication

no lack of devotion

mind's distillation

a heart's deformation

too much of transformation

no place for any commotion

a new kinda fixation

rip apart the interloop

sleep tight and dream on

If you get lost

never worry

you're not the only one

shit happens all the time

things are not always the same

know your road

don't count the bumps

no learning will be enough

the only prophecy here

is to play it tough

to make it right

On high medication

no lack of devotion

Mind's distillation

a heart's deformation

too much of transformation

no place for any commotion

a new kinda fixation

rip apart the interloop

sleep tight and dream on