No

His arms are sweaty , knees weak, palms are heavy , there’s vomit on his sweater already , moms spaghetti, but on the surface , he looks calm and ready , to drop bombs , but he keeps on forgetting , what he wrote down , the whole crowd goes so loud , he opens his mouth but the words wont come out, he’s chokin now , every body’s jokin now , the clock runs out , times up! Over

Mar k b na wada apna toren ge.
Ik duje ka sath kabhi na choren ge

TOOT k pyaaar kry Dil jo, bikaaar ja ta hai
ISHQ to samny ankhon k Mukar jata hai ?

I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
~ hurt -Johnny Cash

Look wht you made me do
Or
I am mess em loser
Em hater em loser

I was the one who had it all
I was the master of my fate
I never needed anybody in my life
I learn the truth too late .......
THE WHOLE SONG is amazing ...