Confession
The world is a cold, cold place
Their memories i'm confessing
To not give this evil world a taste
I consider their death a blessing
Waiting in Jannah for me
I don't know if I'll make it
Relaxing in barazakh without me
I don't know if I can take it
My heart froze up the longer I remained
My soul lost its innocence
I used to be sweet and tamed
I turned bitter and insolent
Different things I chase but Im in a war
My mind just wants to purse
And I lost my connection with Allah
My heart is crying out for you
I don't know if I'm worthy for the rahma
All the rifts I've been through left me rattled
All the gifts you gave me I took for granted
Your mercy is what Im attracted
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