Tapaja Chakraborty is an upcoming singer – songwriter and the author of the book My Kind of Russian Roulette which comprises of a collection of her own song lyics. A masters in history from Jadavpur University, Kolkata Tapaja’s interest lies mainly in Contemporary Western music genres like pop, rock, R&B, and so on. She is currently 24 years of age and resides in Kolkata, India.
We built mountains that crumbled down, And I drowned in my ocean of tears. Love letters and old photographs, I’ve burnt them all ever since.
I built a fortress for my heart You left, leaving burnt scars And now all that’s around is the wind.
I hate the wind, I wanna destroy the wind Cause it has a certain smell As if you left a piece of you Floating,
Everything reminds me of everything we’ve been I just can’t get rid of your wind.
It’s been days I haven’t seen the sun, This bedroom used to be so fun. I’d jump on the bed and you’d just shake your head But that innocence has left ever since you left, Saying bygones are bygones And all I smelt was your perfume in the wind.
I hate the wind, I wanna destroy the wind Cause it has a certain smell As if you left a piece of you Floating,
Everything reminds me of everything we’ve been I just can’t get rid of your wind.
My fort protects my heart Scars make me look like a warrior. Well, I was a warrior in love, Until you left me broken in the wake of your wind.
I used to love the wind Now it just reminds of everything.
I’m still standing We walked on water, you and me We walked through fire, alive and free And when the vultures hovered, And rattlesnakes came out We still…
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