I was born

If I had not been awake from a dream.
I could escape from the fact what I'm a toy.
Yes, no, yes, no, I learned only these words.
Yes, no, yes, no, seems the reason is needless.

Just serve for pleasing you
I'm just someone's replacement.
Being required to be obedient
I was born.
My body was made by insatiable dreams
It dries up and becomes dust

Under the real sky, everything was forged
Could I fly high too? I just don't know at all

He told me "It is great to be famous"
And he sold me off to a nameless circus.

Bore cannot be a reason here.
One's own self is not wanted here.
If being obedient and behave
is what judges a person's worth,
now let's get intoxicated in insatiable dreams
and mark it the end

In the real sky, people free from strings are yelling.
It's too high for me, still I am just dancing
Under the real sky, I want to find my dream
that my existence has a meaning as well
But I just couldn't find it

Only two words what I learned yes no yes no.

People are dancing in laughter.
Though the insatiable dreams are eating up my body
I could only be awared of it
I am surrounded by lies.
I too, had my nose stretched out.
My wish turned into dust before I realised.

I guess the real sky is just too high
but I couldn't turn back now
not until this body falls apart
I drag this body, which is made of dead wood,
to the city of rubble.
I begin walking, at the time when no one knows

yes no two words