Wait, don’t trust
Let’s taste the joy for lust
Wait, see! I can’t take you with me
Stay… Lonesome hearts are always free
We can be worth it
Wait, the good things in life are always kind of riddle
Go away… there is nothing worst that stay in the middle
How can we trust?
Is there something between love and hate?
Perhaps what’s between heaven and earth
In the end, we all are turning into dust…