What have I done?
What have I got?
Hopeless dream of wishful luck…
Cars at the street
And air I breath.
What have you done?
What have you got?
Dreamless hope of lucky wish…
Barking dog in the air
And more suitable things.
What have we done?
It’s gone. Ah-ah
Think it’s gone
We tried every sun
We loved a lie and hated the truth
Inside for us
There’s nothing you can do
There’s no one who can tell
We lived in the world of our hell
Now we’re in the hell of our world
Uranians with axes
Are waiting for me
In my memory
We trust this deal
It’s hot inside
It’s cold outside
They want me to eat their reflections
To fear or not to fear?
Your cold body’s in the mirror
This mirror is my thinking of you
What have I done?
Tell you this…
Wanting for kiss
Hoping to be
Setting you free
What have you done?
Only flesh and bone…
What have I done...
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