We're dying this horrid death! We're dying this horrid death!

How was I the slowest How was I the slowest

Tell me, how do I stay alive? When there's nothing that helps me Tell me, how do I stay alive? When there's nothing that helps me

The poem shows that with our love, everything will get okay. The poem shows that with our love, everything will get okay.

It's okay to hide your sadness while your lovable one flies in happiness. It's okay to hide your sadness while your lovable one flies in happiness.

It's okay, to be not okay.... It's okay, to be not okay....