DonWana

The summer of love has gone

There’s a feeling something’s wrong

What ever the action is

It’s never a hit, it’s always a miss

Once door out now a jail

The more you try, the more you fail

Promises turn to dust

Now out, once a must

You make the flame, they’ll burn it down

They will make you a king

And then take your crown

You are the life, don’t it give away

Hip today, tomorrow yesterday

So, let this be the very last time

Donwana see no

Donwana see no

Them fake smiles

Donwana take no

Donwana take no

More of that shameless guile

Donwana hear no

Donwana hear no

False alibis

Donwana do no

Donwana do no

The stuff they hype, alright!

The conception was unreal

All that’s left’s fucked up deal

Makes you wonder why

Why even bother to try