Fools paradise by Rameez Wani Lyrics
Alive in a verdant vale where i can't act out
Anyhow still i can breath and it is free authorities don't care i can't disagree what they agree
Democracy has failed i don't think on it a nation can be built
Oppressor don't know how to appease his guilt
Slit on my wrist, mist-eyes don't know how to stif
Kissed by death ,fed by fear
Fools rush in where angles fear to tread
Love over hate here even in haze
It is a shame to see assailants being acquitted and to the lock ups victims being submitted
Judges are double dealing the innocent is bleeding
Attention seeking tweets are been thrown
Phony arguments and conspiracies are been made known
To fulfill their own needs views being pushed forward of the people in control and to conceal these schemes smiles and tears are shown
Eventually we forgot about the names that will be written on gravestones
Each day it becomes harder to keep my composure saying to myself hold up
But my heart is yelling for a shoulder
Am i getting used to brutality?
Am i ignoring what the disease is ?
Wrote what is in my heart i don't care if you agree with me or not
This rhyme that i jotted was a blot that lingered on my ticker
Bitter truth is that most of us always tend to be lickspittle
Why not show our true metlle?we better than this we not empty vessels
Don't assume the situation of my brothers
They were betrayed by non other than their own family members
We were always left to rot many of us were shot
Salute to the people of my nation i wonder how we survived this long
Media is operated by creators and they know they effect the people's decision
Actually we aren't in control of ourselves
Ignorance is in which we dwell
Do i know the real history or i saw the history as they wanted me to see
I don't know people controlling all this can sleep
Mountains around me but i ain't free
They kept us on hampster wheel so they could steal from us till we all bleed
All i see is blood and grief
All i see is blood and guilt
All i see is blood and leaf in mud
All i see is seed that can be guided towards betterment
We make you complete okay proponents of secularism
Always ready to deal with other nations but when it come to have a talk with us you have autism
How can you justify odium that you all have for us ?
We were promised the plebiscite i am talking to you bedlamites
Office-bearers , devourer damm you too also a insurer
Why not like junagadh we are empowered to decide our future ?
I think your promise was just a blooper
Okay for once i agree our representative was our king
Can you tell me why Nazim's decision still lingering ?
Army aren't satisfied untill they see blood shed
Someone pass me the blade
In womb of mothers children die
Even the mountains cry and rivers weep
Some of us are Ghulam Muhammad mir
Our own people we have to vie
Which shatters my pounding heart
But i attach the pieces with my brothers blood who had to depart
We at war why justify killing is what i been hearing
Is death to you fulfilling ?
Grandma pleading don't go outside
Many have disappeared in streets
At home want to get high will i feel free dont know
Telling myself there are better ways maybe
18 but scared like i used to be when i was 13
Of a stern elder
Don't know whether my shelter will remain
Don't know whether i could defend her
Scared but i don't care whether i live or die
But thoughts of what will happen to the ones i love eats me alive
Still sitting thinking what would happen
We are used to get some law shit been slapped on
All i wanna do is bear down upon
Some place where my brothers are not murdered or disappeared
Where my sisters are not raped
Where my parents and elders are respected
Look army in bunker too worried about their family
They too living in agony
Whispering of dead souls are audible to them
Some will reach their home to their stem
Some had to left their family far behind them
Their lives too are precious
They too somebody's children
Some won't let our journey to begin?
I can't even visualise myself as twenty one
Lord you are the most gracious continuously caring and kind
Guide them they are blind make them see
Why so many died
Won't know who and how many died(never)
Won't know which leader lied (never)
Won't let my guard down (never but how?)
In search of something concrete to help myself can't forget hysterical laughters
Wounds does heal but scars remains forever can't explain pain i felt (i am mean all)
I was supposed to be underneath
My eyes dried when i saw my brother near jamia masjid screaming "what happened to us" his neck was bleeding cuz once again someoene has died
Still can't answer his questions and his screams much louder than ever
Some of you must have taken side of some so called leaders
Fella don't fall for this all this shit is politics
When we give them controller
All they say is they aren't able to press any button
They are the faces behind the guns
They don't care about us more than their pockets or lockets in their girl's neck
Maybe some of them must have changed
Maybe some of them are real
All i say is the time will tell
Pray for time
Anyhow still i can breath and it is free authorities don't care i can't disagree what they agree
Democracy has failed i don't think on it a nation can be built
Oppressor don't know how to appease his guilt
Slit on my wrist, mist-eyes don't know how to stif
Kissed by death ,fed by fear
Fools rush in where angles fear to tread
Love over hate here even in haze
It is a shame to see assailants being acquitted and to the lock ups victims being submitted
Judges are double dealing the innocent is bleeding
Attention seeking tweets are been thrown
Phony arguments and conspiracies are been made known
To fulfill their own needs views being pushed forward of the people in control and to conceal these schemes smiles and tears are shown
Eventually we forgot about the names that will be written on gravestones
Each day it becomes harder to keep my composure saying to myself hold up
But my heart is yelling for a shoulder
Am i getting used to brutality?
Am i ignoring what the disease is ?
Wrote what is in my heart i don't care if you agree with me or not
This rhyme that i jotted was a blot that lingered on my ticker
Bitter truth is that most of us always tend to be lickspittle
Why not show our true metlle?we better than this we not empty vessels
Don't assume the situation of my brothers
They were betrayed by non other than their own family members
We were always left to rot many of us were shot
Salute to the people of my nation i wonder how we survived this long
Media is operated by creators and they know they effect the people's decision
Actually we aren't in control of ourselves
Ignorance is in which we dwell
Do i know the real history or i saw the history as they wanted me to see
I don't know people controlling all this can sleep
Mountains around me but i ain't free
They kept us on hampster wheel so they could steal from us till we all bleed
All i see is blood and grief
All i see is blood and guilt
All i see is blood and leaf in mud
All i see is seed that can be guided towards betterment
We make you complete okay proponents of secularism
Always ready to deal with other nations but when it come to have a talk with us you have autism
How can you justify odium that you all have for us ?
We were promised the plebiscite i am talking to you bedlamites
Office-bearers , devourer damm you too also a insurer
Why not like junagadh we are empowered to decide our future ?
I think your promise was just a blooper
Okay for once i agree our representative was our king
Can you tell me why Nazim's decision still lingering ?
Army aren't satisfied untill they see blood shed
Someone pass me the blade
In womb of mothers children die
Even the mountains cry and rivers weep
Some of us are Ghulam Muhammad mir
Our own people we have to vie
Which shatters my pounding heart
But i attach the pieces with my brothers blood who had to depart
We at war why justify killing is what i been hearing
Is death to you fulfilling ?
Grandma pleading don't go outside
Many have disappeared in streets
At home want to get high will i feel free dont know
Telling myself there are better ways maybe
18 but scared like i used to be when i was 13
Of a stern elder
Don't know whether my shelter will remain
Don't know whether i could defend her
Scared but i don't care whether i live or die
But thoughts of what will happen to the ones i love eats me alive
Still sitting thinking what would happen
We are used to get some law shit been slapped on
All i wanna do is bear down upon
Some place where my brothers are not murdered or disappeared
Where my sisters are not raped
Where my parents and elders are respected
Look army in bunker too worried about their family
They too living in agony
Whispering of dead souls are audible to them
Some will reach their home to their stem
Some had to left their family far behind them
Their lives too are precious
They too somebody's children
Some won't let our journey to begin?
I can't even visualise myself as twenty one
Lord you are the most gracious continuously caring and kind
Guide them they are blind make them see
Why so many died
Won't know who and how many died(never)
Won't know which leader lied (never)
Won't let my guard down (never but how?)
In search of something concrete to help myself can't forget hysterical laughters
Wounds does heal but scars remains forever can't explain pain i felt (i am mean all)
I was supposed to be underneath
My eyes dried when i saw my brother near jamia masjid screaming "what happened to us" his neck was bleeding cuz once again someoene has died
Still can't answer his questions and his screams much louder than ever
Some of you must have taken side of some so called leaders
Fella don't fall for this all this shit is politics
When we give them controller
All they say is they aren't able to press any button
They are the faces behind the guns
They don't care about us more than their pockets or lockets in their girl's neck
Maybe some of them must have changed
Maybe some of them are real
All i say is the time will tell
Pray for time