Cubase Replacement Dongle

It becomes easy puppets ....

As tracks that cross,
also refer our lives it ...
despite the physical distance
that really exists among us
and mental
which you've always wanted to ask.
Your stupid curiosity
brought you back to me
only fatality.

seems that not
you decide to disappear from my life.
Perhaps there can be no friendship
when you hide behind even bitterness.
Nevertheless, I will smile and you are a friend ...
but do not know which ones you turn smiles are fake.

Using the weapon of your words harmless

trap me again,

making me helpless and unable to reason

and leading myself to make mistakes.

Maybe because of what they want even you have not been able to realize

...

I'll smile and you are a friend ...

but do not know which ones you turn smiles are fake.

After I've trapped,

bind every part of my body

and move me with ease as

does with the puppets.

force me to do those movements

you like most.
And I'll smile and you are a friend ...

but do not know which ones you turn smiles are fake.
Perhaps there can be no friendship

when you hide behind even bitterness.
Perhaps it is best to divide again volunteered our tracks.