You only thought about yourself
And what are you going to do at dawn?
When nostalgia isn't covered by a woman
And what are you going to do? Who are you going to convince?
When I bloom and finally stop hurting
And return, return, return
That you were going to break
Everything that was in your path
But this failure is yours
You bought the entire world
You'll return to that cave
And what are you going to do at dawn?
When nostalgia isn't covered with pleasure
And what are you going to do? Who are you going to convince?
When I bloom and finally stop hurting
And return, return, return