My life is a dark godown Where I am alone My life is a dark godown Where I am alone

Smoke is a poisonous snake It thrills the smoker a lot Smoke is a poisonous snake It thrills the smoker a lot

The act of it presentable, For none to bearable.. The act of it presentable, For none to bearable..

You're poisonous heart. Still pumping. You're poisonous heart. Still pumping.

It slithered and wriggled scaring people into fits, Quiet and daunting hissing out lies, It slithered and wriggled scaring people into fits, Quiet and daunting hissin...

The poem shows that loving someone was a game of thorns. The poem shows that loving someone was a game of thorns.