When you're in veins beneath our feet,
we chase the night through empty streets.
Your cigarette drew silver lines between your heart and mine.
Every corner held our ghosts,
every lie we loved the most.
We whispered truths in bathroom light,
then vanished into velvet night.
The skyline watches come undone,
but never told a single one.
When
it felt like it was all over,
We tear a swathe of rigi,
that duniya decha miras na da.
Oh,
begamar siraf khudai da.
Binei adam,
gadam akhla'asin na da.
You can't break a person who's not afraid to eat alone,
who's not afraid to be rejected,
who's not afraid to lose friends in the process.
Because that person,
they've already faced the silence.
They've already
sat with loneliness.
They've already learned how to clap for themselves.
You can't bring down someone who stopped waiting for validation,
who turned their pain into
power, who turned their wounds into wisdom.
That love, that couldn't last.
And when we fell through all the rules,
the city turned the play, the fool.
Your voice in static,
my heart in rewind.
The city remembers,
but nevermind.
The city kept our secrets!
Like echoes trapped in rain,
every corner hung our weakness.
Every lie recalls our name.
We disappeared without a sound.
But the city still keeps us bound.
The city kept our secrets,
and never gave them out.
Gave them out!
The city kept our secrets.
The city kept our secrets.