Once apon a time long ago
A prisoner zoning out outdoors
Passing by was all his hopes

in a form of

a girl

ah~

Not remembering what I did
To have my freedom stolen from me
In trade of being a role
In this hellhole
hellhole

Only thing to keep me busy
Was simply writing a paper plane
And tossing it to the girl I love
Was simple
simple

Ah, What will I do will I
Can make my escape with you?
But I will know
It is just a dream

But to me
You are like the greatest of the genie
Making almost every lie into future for me

However, When you're not here that hope will disappear
But these paper planes you gave are the only other way
I know i'm getting
closer by the days
While keeping track
Of the status of my happiness

Half a year since the day we met
I guess I can fill a sink with these
paper planes you and I could call
our happiness
happiness

But this one will be a treasure
The very last one you gave to me
Said You'll be going far away
But it can't be
goodbye

Ah, Is this because of me?
Or, A secret you have been hiding?
But all I know
Is that I cannot stop...

Many thanks for being the genie that I saw you of
Making me happiness with only very special words
I don't see your own name on any of these paper planes
But I'll guess it when I'm bored while I read the planes on repeat

But now that you're gone
I don't even know
What'll be of me
By the time I'll get out of here

Pre Climax:

No! Stop!

Please.. I'm begging you. Don't do what I think you're...

No...

YOU MADE A BIG MISTAKE, BITCH!

GET YOUR BUTTS BACK HERE!

I'M GOING TO GET YOU!

I SWEAR TO GOD...
________________

But the time has came to an end for me
Before I could even have a chance to save
All those letters that you have wrote for me
When I'm dead, You're free to call me a failure
But my heart cried out to me and told
The voice in my head to turn your light on again

BUT IT'S

TOO LATE

I'M A

GONER...

I don't know If I'll have enough to turn back the time
That you were still around to lend out happiness to me
With those words on the paper planes you were so brave to write
To poor me, A criminal who is just an IDIOT.

Besides the gas, There's a bright sun peeking up to greet the day
And a flower saying the words the letters that you wrote
I can still remember the window between our two worlds
It could be a miracle if I stepped an inch to yours...

So if this is how it's gonna be the end I'm gonna let it be
Just let me talk to her before my heart will sleep forever
And barely move in this closed dark room with no light
I can feel It's time to go, as my voice begins to croak

Please don't forgive me
As I failed to save you
But I'm asking kindly
Would I like to ask you

WHAT IS YOUR NAME?