Wind-Up Town
As you run, nearing the middle of the darkness[Wind-up handled dolls] (while you escape)You trip on a stone; it’s a dead endWhen you turn around, someone’s watching
The demon of a protogé, crowned a sheepAt the boundaries of the night, memories squirm[Under the control]If I smile sweetly and woo you…Hand over the gun at your back
In this wind-up town, there must be an endTo our manipulated, competing dreamsMy heart is still moving, soGive me back that body
These controlled words remain a lie[Wind-up handled dolls] (disturbed)Left to the flow, swallowed downIf we embrace one another, can we become our true selves?
Tamed, a player in a comedyDon’t go unnoticed
Under the deceiving picture of the moon, you’re betrayedBeyond your escape, there are dreamsMy heart is still moving, soGive me back those tears
In this wind-up town, there must be an endTo our manipulated, competing dreamsMy heart is still moving, soThis body, everything
Already, everything single thing is too lateIf it’s a farce, I’ll end it for youIf you still can’t hear this voice…Because I’ll steal it away without hesitation