I brought her home...

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Just for lucky, I wrote a song 

And in the song, I brought her home, 

Home, the place I could never be 

I guess that's just my destiny

Just for lucky, I wrote a song


Destiny sometimes laughs at me, 

She says Rupy why are you being so mean 

Why don't you see the love I see, 

Why don't you believe in me 

Destiny sometimes laughs at me


Just for lucky, I came back to life, 

And one day I believe I'll make her my wife 

We gonna have some beautiful kids, 

And the nightmares will turn into beautiful dreams,

Just for lucky, I wrote a song 

And in the song, I brought her home...

Written By : Aaryan Gupta

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