Keep this shit in your lungs - Like everyone is interested about you
I do not like to be introduced with your mania
I'm not an object - I do not belong to you
And I am not a cigarette which you can always switch to another
when the earlier one burns out
Though astrology is against my thoughts
I wanna know the real you
I'm not gonna marry someone stranger, who I don't know
Stars aren't controlling my love I've got towards you
I wanna be your little secret between your claws
which you still want to reveal to the whole world