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Jaana, Jaana Jaana, Jaana She reminds me of a Lollywood movie Growing up in DHA Lahore She's living the life of a Punjabi queen Jaana, Jaana She fell in love in Anarkali With a boy with an unknown name To the verses of Nisar Tabassum's poetry Curb the inflation, purge the system Robbers at every corner The boy's holding Jaana's heart for ransom After she burned his last love letter Jaana's living on rent in Bahria Her art degree's not paying enough The boy's off to work in Saudi Arabia Long-distance relationships never really work Jaana, Jaana She reminds me of a Lollywood movie Growing up in DHA Lahore She's living the life of a Punjabi queen Jaana, you know you're my sweetheart Every day I feel your presence And though we are miles apart Still feels like we're together in heaven Jaana, Jaana She fell in love in Anarkali With a boy with an unknown name To the verses of Nisar Tabassum's poetry.

I don’t belong in this country Not in this land of hypocrisy Goodbye, goodbye It started with a division; a Partition A flawed two-nation theory And I became part of the race You know it’s hard sometimes Being Pakistani kind Trying to keep up with the pace I’m sick of belonging Tired of longing Sick of belonging to The Pakistani Race If you’re a Shia or a Sunni You’re questioned by nobody But if you’re a Hindu or an Ahmadi  Then you’re mistreated for being a minority I don’t belong here Not in this hypocritical state of affairs Goodbye, goodbye It started with a Jinnah and a Gandhi A three-nation eventuality And I became part of the race I don’t belong in this country Not in this land of hypocrisy Goodbye, goodbye. Best Live Performance of Human Race by Three Days Grace at Sessions X

In your house The Book is on the sofa And there's a prayer mat On the floor While He calls you near To the Mosque And I wait for you there In the Mosque.

The Lust Has Gone Will it ever feel the same? My body is forlorn We should have played it safe Wake up beside you to see you naked And my heart is throbbing in your hands No one else could imagine the love we make You’re the only woman who understands But as I orgasm I come to the realization That you’re forever gone And I can’t go on The Lust Has Gone Will it ever feel the same? My body is forlorn We should have played it safe Why did you have to deceive me? Did you forget all those lovemaking nights? The things you did to please me Your sultry lips, your leather tights But after the sensation You come to the realization That you were fantasizing about someone else While we were having sex The Lust Has Gone Will it ever feel the same? My body is forlorn We should have played it safe No man or woman could ever come between us I’m no boytoy and you’re not a whore So let’s get back to our sensual sex Please come walking back through that door.

My mom says go find another My dad doesn't even bother So you should know It would take a Lambi, Gouri, Lahori Larki To make me let you go My mom doesn't give me leeway My dad doesn't care either way And so you should know It would take a Lambi, Gouri, Lahori Larki To make me let you go.

I’ve been waiting all night To experience the lovemaking of a lifetime And she is sure to arrive Without her I’d die She doesn’t want an excuse She just wants a boytoy to seduce She wants to make love to me Minus love or any other liability She wants to make love to me Come hell or any other catastrophe Now I know this is my first time But you’ll be sure to keep me up all night ‘Cause I’m a virgin and that’s what you like Without men like me you wouldn’t survive She doesn’t want a one lifetime stand She just wants a one night man She wants to make love to me Minus love or any other liability She wants to make love to me Come hell or any other catastrophe.

I know her Lahori beauty could realign The structure of the cosmos Yet it never materializes like the kiss of a wanderer  And as we try to make our relationship halal People tell us it’s not love Could life be any harder? Oh, but sex, is a sacred thing Gratifying the Mullahs, yet remaining a sin We have a right to make love In the Name of Pakistan And even if it’s lust Nobody here could understand They can see us disrobe In the still of the night Yet their eyes never leave the sight of our window And whenever we try to make our bond official They say that we're from a different caste Is there no Moulvi here who could bless us? Oh, but sex, is a wicked game It’s certainly not love, but at least it’s sensually satisfying   We have a right to make love In the Name of Pakistan And even though sex is sacred It’s something that the soul can comprehend.

Yesterday, I saw you in uni You were with somebody Other than me You said he was nobody That he could be anybody But I don’t believe that he was lower than me I made a list of priorities You didn’t make the final cut Go hang out with your part-time floozies No, I’m not calling you a full-time slut I don’t want to be your jaana If there’s another larka In your bed Tell me, how could you deceive me? When you always aimed to please me? Wasn’t a single partner enough? While you’re looking for another one night stand I’m not a one night man Don’t mistake my love for lust I made a list of contacts Your number’s not there Your actions almost gave me a heart attack Find somebody else to ensnare I don’t want to be your jaana If there’s another larka In your bed You don’t want to be my jaani When I can’t stand an ajnabi In our bed.

Goodbye, faithless world I'll dedicate to you verses of love Bound by hate And written in blood Your gorgeous eyes make you out to be a Pisces Were you born to deceive? Or are you a Sagittarius? Please share some luck with me Stars will shine With the light of a Leo's pride Count to twelve And I'll be your zodiac killer The night will be alight By a Cancer's heart and a Gemini's lies Count to twelve And I'll be your zodiac killer Wherever you go, I'll obsessively follow Like a Scorpio Oh darling, could you match my lust? If I was an Aries or a Taurus? Stop criticizing me Like a Virgo Always undermining me Like a Capricorn Stars will shine With the allure of a Libra Count to twelve And I'll be your zodiac killer For love we long But like an Aquarius we are too arrogant Count to twelve And I'll be your zodiac killer.

"Lips of a Libra" from my upcoming collection "In Lahore and Lonely" (due 2020). Picture: Rebecca Ferguson (Libra actress) I glanced at your phone While you were in the shower I can't believe it's him calling So you're waiting to be home alone While I'm out for an hour For your trick I'll purposefully be falling When will my heart Succumb to your lies? I feel your love forsaking I'm about to break apart Time to say our goodbyes From outside our bedroom door I can hear your lovemaking Now it's gone forever The love that I thought was mine It's on the lips of a Libra Did he even know about us? Or did you deceive him Like you've played me for so long? I guess for you we were lust One of the seven deadly sins All I can say now is, "So long" It was the middle of December When my heart finally broke all ties To the queen of deceivers Now it's gone forever The love that I thought was mine It's on the lips of a Libra.

Karachi is getting kind of hazy And Islamabad is getting kind of cold I keep my emotions from going crazy I just can't wait to get back home And all these months that I've spent away I'll make up for them I swear I need your love from forcing me to go astray When it's all too much to bear When the loneliness begins to frighten me And I just don't think I'll make it through Lend your light to guide me 'Cause all I think about is you. I woke up today in Lahore As the plane was touching down All I could think about was you, Mi Amor  As I was waiting for my feet to touch the ground.

If you touch me once with all your love All my wounds shall be healed Hug my heart close to yours And nothing will remain concealed 'Cause of your love This is what I've become Burnt is this heart My soul has become forever numb In my talks, on long walks You are the subject But whenever I try to reach out You are always absent 'Cause of your love This is what I've become Burnt is this heart My soul has become forever numb I've heard that in this grand scheme of things There are dark forebodings No wonder in the night sky tonight The stars are shining less On the palmar lines of my hand Is there written a future for us? Compared to your expectations My affections are mere space dust 'Cause of your love This is what I've become Burnt is this heart My soul has become forever numb.

Living in an overpopulated country Yet I couldn’t be more alone My own heart has forsaken me For what sin must I atone? Do you think of me? Whenever you close your eyes at night Do you still pretend to care about me? You were my darkness, you were my light I'm in Lahore and lonely I thought you were true love But you were a whore and horny It's me you don't deserve Every night for me is sleepless Thoughts of you keeping me awake You were nothing but a temptress How quickly love turns to hate I hadn't first met you in Anarkali Yet that is where you belong I regret the days we spent exploring the Walled City Hand in hand, a fool and a harlot I'm in Lahore and lonely I thought you were true love But you were a lore to scorn me It's me you don't deserve. 

Those moments, those conversations No one else knows About our nocturnal liaisons I do not know nor are you aware of This weird weather During this season of fall From somewhere came a wind Brought with it an atmosphere of sadness Does this gloom have no end? Those moments, those temptations No one else knows About our shared sensations Our love is deeper Than the depth of an ocean Yet I feel you grow farther rather than nearer When did these wicked winds start to blow? The black clouds reflect our shattered hopes Oh, my darling, where did you go? Those moments, those nights We were drenched in rain Thereafter we said our goodbyes.

  It's been so long Since I've been home I should have moved on But I can't continue to live on my own   All these faces resemble mine And all these years I've been away It's been such a long time Still I believe I've been led astray   Although I have returned I feel like a refugee in my own country It's my home but I don't feel welcome I'm a refugee in my own country   During those years I'd spent abroad My wife kept calling me constantly She would say, "Come home, my love" Now I'm back home but everything seems foreign to me   How I wish I could go back To my home away from home Is it too much to ask? Even with my own people I feel alone   Although I have returned I feel like a refugee in my own country It's my home but I don't feel welcome I'm a refugee in my own country.

Jaani, why are you Whatsapping me so late? It's kinda hard to text back right now And Jaani, why are your words all jumbled up, is everything okay? My lover just woke up so I can't reply now Well, my girlfriend's in the adjacent room Oftentimes I wish she was you And that I could see you soon I guess we're stuck together like glue It's amazing to read your text Reminds me of all those times Your hands were on my chest Ready to grind Afterwards I Feel more than satisfied 'Cause Jaani, you make it hard to love you less With the Sex of a Sagittarius It's ironic that you're messaging me tonight And yes I've reminisced about our lovemaking too Does your fiancé know about our exchanges? 'Cause my lover doesn't have a clue It's amazing to read your words On this small screen Reminds me of all those times we made love Your moans are etched in my memory Afterwards I Feel more than satisfied 'Cause Jaani, you make it hard to love you less With