Misnomer

They said, nobody's on the streets
In the old old night, swinging with the breeze
"Am I not a man?", I ask the streets
Discrete, they echo my silence
Resurrection is so easy now a days, sadness grows
I knit feathers in my dreams

As the birds drag the seasons within
'Round the globe and years through sins

Misnomer
Misnomer
Misnomer
Misnomer

Father's seen the fire in my eyes
Like steaming shit under the absent sun
Villainy might not exist, but perspectives do
So, I'm a wave in the air, on the verge of treason
When winter leaves, days grow old
Bubbles burst for nation's imagination

As the birds drag the seasons within
'Round the globe and years through sins, oh my
As the sounds in my head, my ears keen
I refuse to fear your false fence



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Writer(s): Anirban Chakraborty
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