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