Lyrics: belvira
Music: belvira
Arranger: belvira
certain truths can't be revealed
cuz idiots get to define what it seems to be the real for now
pure souls can only get rescued from the dark
screaming out the words in heart
can't handle the storm, it's way too harsh
all the words were like swords piercing in to their souls
torturing them with money force them to transform
shut their mouth up, emphasize their role, for the so-called perfection
is it perfect? or is it inhumane?
so what they gonna do what they gonna do
spread another lie, wear disguise, turn into someone they don't like
WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT
ANOTHER FUNNY DRAMA
so what they gonna do what they gonna do
spread another lie, wear disguise, turn into someone they don't like
WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT
ANOTHER FUNNY DRAMA
they're again playing the same chord
after show, packing up all the costumes they wore
what's next?
they ask in their head
they're again playing the same chord
after show, packing up all the costumes they wore
what's next?
they ask in their head
all the words were like swords piercing in to their souls
torturing them with money force them to transform
shut their mouth up, emphasize their role, for the so-called perfection
is it perfect? or is it inhumane?
so what they gonna do what they gonna do
spread another lie, wear disguise, turn into someone they don't like
WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT
ANOTHER FUNNY DRAMA
so what they gonna do what they gonna do
spread another lie, wear disguise, turn into someone they don't like
WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT
ANOTHER FUNNY DRAMA