The Hardkiss - Opera

Meet me next to the opera
Bring me a hundred unanswer to cause
Day is cold, night is colder
The lonesome was erased on poison's thorns
I go down in my yellow dress to the empty station
How long can I stay naive?
Real people, real feelings
We're faking all these moments between us
For real people, tough reasons
One day we all disappear
Looking after my reckless soul
Drifting under the stormy sky
Empty eyes, empty sorrows
Empty words sound like a lullaby
I go down in my yellow dress to the empty station
How long can I stay naive?
Real people, real v*inains