Was young, those whom I loved
Seem like lies now that I’ve grown
Those choosing lies within deceit,
They've fallen in love like me, just like me.
Chasin’ romantic lies is romantic
Writer endlessly writing for the spirit.
part of you has human value,
the other no (egotistical) complex
Oh Pinocchio
what a beautiful face you have.
Strong as wood, you are.
Oh Pinocchio
as many words as you have,
is how long of a nose you have.
I’ve grown! now when I see those whom I loved,
As if they are fairytales.
it became inevitable to love those lost Inside the plot.
Your romantic lies suit your whims,
Writer endlessly writing for the spirit.
part of you has human value,
the other no (egotistical) complex.
Oh Pinocchio
what a beautiful face you have,
Strong as wood, you are.
Oh Pinocchio
as many words as you have,
is how long of a nose you have.