lied, lied and lied again
lie over lie and lie again
all your niceties and charm go down the drain
when the tongue knows no restraint
then the going gets tough
and no one trusts you anymore
you must shut out your gang of girls
you must take the plunge after you soar
it's time to retrace steps and take back all the tales
the gossip, the slander, the lies, the chit-chats, the mails
it's time to pay the price of all the fun the tongue had
you have been struck with the very words you forged into a fad
your tongue is hesitating to do taubah
look how venomous your ego brought it up as
you must bow your head, you must bend your back
in that humbling posture you must sag
your heart must melt
your heart must beat again
your eyes shall see
your tears shall revive your dead skin
and when your lips will move in that sajdah
as your nose rubs against the mat
your tongue will break loose
and submit to Him Who Doesn't Refuse
time to do taubah to The Tawwaab
it's time to silently remember Him
amidst the slow rhythm of the heart
beating against your ear drum
your tongue will be humbled to see
itself and the qalb succumb
lie over lie and lie again
all your niceties and charm go down the drain
when the tongue knows no restraint
then the going gets tough
and no one trusts you anymore
you must shut out your gang of girls
you must take the plunge after you soar
it's time to retrace steps and take back all the tales
the gossip, the slander, the lies, the chit-chats, the mails
it's time to pay the price of all the fun the tongue had
you have been struck with the very words you forged into a fad
your tongue is hesitating to do taubah
look how venomous your ego brought it up as
you must bow your head, you must bend your back
in that humbling posture you must sag
your heart must melt
your heart must beat again
your eyes shall see
your tears shall revive your dead skin
and when your lips will move in that sajdah
as your nose rubs against the mat
your tongue will break loose
and submit to Him Who Doesn't Refuse
time to do taubah to The Tawwaab
it's time to silently remember Him
amidst the slow rhythm of the heart
beating against your ear drum
your tongue will be humbled to see
itself and the qalb succumb
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