SELF CONTROL
I be racing through the life race
Going through hard times
With a smiled face
Idk why I don't confess
What I feel about you n your soulmates
SELF CONTROLLLLLL
SELF CONTROLLLLLL
SELF CONTROLLLLLL
(I be racing down the lane)
SELF CONTROLLLLLL
(To make u happy with my crappy face)
Rehenge hum hamesha
Jyada paas thoda sa
Therenge hum jaha pe bhi
Vaha hamari parchaiyan
Procrastinate, catenate
World full of faster rate
Idk whom do u hate n fascinate
I'm alone in my room
Getting all perfumes
Trashing all the fumes
And mesmerizing you
Keeping Zen mode through
I be dying in this zoo
I be running like loop
N diving like dope
I don't be like your exes
Gotta time for me texts
In this world full of senses
I be running like loop I cant make it
I don't be like your exes
Gotta time for me texts
In this world full of senses
I be running like loop I cant make it
1 more time I wanna say that
I don't slay like
Your should slay high
Gotta dreams in my pocket
Memories in the socket
Controlling the rocket
Be ready so we can make it yeah
I cant be so lonely
My mind so lonely
My friends so lovely
But u the one only
Controlling my emotions
Feeling like depression
Anxiety n aggression
Making fully obsession
I be racing down the lane
Gotta make some fame
Burning my mind in some flame
Feel about u n your sins
SELF CONTROLLLLLL
SELF CONTROLLLLLL
SELF CONTROLLLLLL
(I be racing down the lane)
SELF CONTROLLLLLL
(To make u happy with my crappy face)
Going through hard times
With a smiled face
Idk why I don't confess
What I feel about you n your soulmates
SELF CONTROLLLLLL
SELF CONTROLLLLLL
SELF CONTROLLLLLL
(I be racing down the lane)
SELF CONTROLLLLLL
(To make u happy with my crappy face)
Rehenge hum hamesha
Jyada paas thoda sa
Therenge hum jaha pe bhi
Vaha hamari parchaiyan
Procrastinate, catenate
World full of faster rate
Idk whom do u hate n fascinate
I'm alone in my room
Getting all perfumes
Trashing all the fumes
And mesmerizing you
Keeping Zen mode through
I be dying in this zoo
I be running like loop
N diving like dope
I don't be like your exes
Gotta time for me texts
In this world full of senses
I be running like loop I cant make it
I don't be like your exes
Gotta time for me texts
In this world full of senses
I be running like loop I cant make it
1 more time I wanna say that
I don't slay like
Your should slay high
Gotta dreams in my pocket
Memories in the socket
Controlling the rocket
Be ready so we can make it yeah
I cant be so lonely
My mind so lonely
My friends so lovely
But u the one only
Controlling my emotions
Feeling like depression
Anxiety n aggression
Making fully obsession
I be racing down the lane
Gotta make some fame
Burning my mind in some flame
Feel about u n your sins
SELF CONTROLLLLLL
SELF CONTROLLLLLL
SELF CONTROLLLLLL
(I be racing down the lane)
SELF CONTROLLLLLL
(To make u happy with my crappy face)
Credits
Writer(s): Chaitanya Bapat
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