When people innocently asking me
"Tak submit lagi thesis? Bila lagi?"
Then I sing this song
I’m pretending to be happy,
Like happier than before
I’m pretending to be happy,
Like happier than before
I have a secret that I couldn’t tell anyone
I’m smiling like this
Many people who look at me
Maybe they’ll see my smiling face
I leave you and go find a new person
I left with a hope
I didn’t know this would happen
I’m afraid they look at me
I’m afraid they talk about me
So I’m pretending to be happy again,
Like happier than before
I hate it
When I want to see you and when I miss you
When I want to lean back and when I want to go back
I do this
I’m pretending to be happy,
Like happier than before
It’s unreasonable to say
But I know now, there’s no one who like you
I left to find the real love which will fill me up
But there’s nothing like that love
Whenever this happens, the person who is beside you
I hate her, I hate myself more
I didn’t know this would happen
I’m afraid they look at me
I’m afraid they talk about me
So I’m pretending to be happy again,
Like happier than before
I hate it
When I want to see you and when I miss you
When I want to lean back and when I want to go back
I do this
I’m pretending to be happy,
Like happier than before
I’m pretending to be happy,
Like happier than before
Like happier than before
I’m pretending to be happy,
Like happier than before
I have a secret that I couldn’t tell anyone
I’m smiling like this
Many people who look at me
Maybe they’ll see my smiling face
I leave you and go find a new person
I left with a hope
I didn’t know this would happen
I’m afraid they look at me
I’m afraid they talk about me
So I’m pretending to be happy again,
Like happier than before
I hate it
When I want to see you and when I miss you
When I want to lean back and when I want to go back
I do this
I’m pretending to be happy,
Like happier than before
It’s unreasonable to say
But I know now, there’s no one who like you
I left to find the real love which will fill me up
But there’s nothing like that love
Whenever this happens, the person who is beside you
I hate her, I hate myself more
I didn’t know this would happen
I’m afraid they look at me
I’m afraid they talk about me
So I’m pretending to be happy again,
Like happier than before
I hate it
When I want to see you and when I miss you
When I want to lean back and when I want to go back
I do this
I’m pretending to be happy,
Like happier than before
I’m pretending to be happy,
Like happier than before
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