In the world,full of fake faces.
It’s really difficult to find the real one.
On & off, on & off, goes the everyone’s character.(up & down)
Alone in crowd, filled with sham sympathy.
My heart always cringes, whenever I try to find my S.O.
My every heart break and mistake.
Taught me something new every time.
But identifying the real face, in this cruel world.
Is something like, finding a needle in a hay sack.
Keep believing in yourself, keep living.
I believe , I attract .
When you keep it Real , the real one will attract.