Ahola - DonWana

The summer of love has gone
There’s a feeling something’s wrong
What ever the action is
It’s never a hit, it’s always a miss

Once door out now a jail
The more you try, the more you fail
Promises turn to dust
Now out, once a must

You make the flame, they’ll burn it down
They will make you a king
And then take your crown
You are the life, don’t it give away
Hip today, tomorrow yesterday
So, let this be the very last time

Donwana see no
Donwana see no
Them fake smiles

Donwana take no
Donwana take no
More of that shameless guile

Donwana hear no
Donwana hear no
False alibis

Donwana do no
Donwana do no
The stuff they hype, alright!

The conception was unreal
All that’s left’s fucked up deal
Makes you wonder why
Why even bother to try