| Song | Far Away |
| Artist | MISTAVIRUS |
| Album | #15Days15Songs |
| 作词 : Aayushii Ghosh/Vibhas Sawar | |
| 作曲 : Jordy Hermes/Vibhas Sawar | |
| [Verse 1] | |
| Tell me what you needed | |
| Calling for a reason | |
| Showed ya all the gold I have been hiding | |
| Working like a trojan for your glory | |
| [Chorus] | |
| But I can’t | |
| I’ve come far away | |
| No you can’t | |
| Make me play your game, again | |
| [Verse 2] | |
| Tell me what you doing | |
| Holding on to thin threads | |
| Blow up all your reason | |
| I can’t hear them | |
| Smiling then you’re crying | |
| Are we done yet | |
| [Bridge] | |
| Hit me with the limelight | |
| Pull down the curtains | |
| Let them see who’s been the wingman | |
| Legendary walk, legendary talks | |
| Baggin all your bullshit on and on | |
| Packin it up, giving it back | |
| Calling your shit kicking it out | |
| Found your name tag on my craft | |
| Really not sorry fed it to my dog | |
| I got hit in the head in the morning | |
| Got ten songs out of it next morning | |
| Called my out on my flaws I owned it | |
| Dropped down the act I sold it | |
| Shitting me with your sorries | |
| Thought I’d take them |
| zuò cí : Aayushii Ghosh Vibhas Sawar | |
| zuò qǔ : Jordy Hermes Vibhas Sawar | |
| Verse 1 | |
| Tell me what you needed | |
| Calling for a reason | |
| Showed ya all the gold I have been hiding | |
| Working like a trojan for your glory | |
| Chorus | |
| But I can' t | |
| I' ve come far away | |
| No you can' t | |
| Make me play your game, again | |
| Verse 2 | |
| Tell me what you doing | |
| Holding on to thin threads | |
| Blow up all your reason | |
| I can' t hear them | |
| Smiling then you' re crying | |
| Are we done yet | |
| Bridge | |
| Hit me with the limelight | |
| Pull down the curtains | |
| Let them see who' s been the wingman | |
| Legendary walk, legendary talks | |
| Baggin all your bullshit on and on | |
| Packin it up, giving it back | |
| Calling your shit kicking it out | |
| Found your name tag on my craft | |
| Really not sorry fed it to my dog | |
| I got hit in the head in the morning | |
| Got ten songs out of it next morning | |
| Called my out on my flaws I owned it | |
| Dropped down the act I sold it | |
| Shitting me with your sorries | |
| Thought I' d take them |