Are you a shirt made of fire?
Hey world, you are ruthless
your every corner is a lie
neither love nor dream is left
Are you a shirt made of fire?
Hey world, you are ruthless
your every corner is a lie
neither love nor dream is left
You have states of every type
that destroy people
Whoever you make happy
it's always with the reciprocity of sorrow
You have states of every type
that destroy people
Whoever you make happy
it's always with the reciprocity of sorrow