Engulfed in their social games
Are they really themselves?
They think that there is nothing wrong
They live a life of ironyAll
they really want is fame
Some may call it love
They think that life is just a game
The game is over
Their own reality
Is what theyre looking for
They search and search
And then they look for more
Girlfriend, boyfriend, friend, or lover
Do they really know each other?
Summer 1987 |