Mr. Pseudonym کے بول

Spotlight out, falling curtain Sound of non clapping hand Maskerade, died for certain Your dream reaches the end No sold out, empty cashbox Angry tears hide your eyes No comeback, no performance Prisioner of lies Show your face, Oh Mr. Pseudonym Now you've lost the game you've played Your show broke down Close your case, Oh Mr. Pseudonym With your tricks you don't need anymore Your whole job was reflection Laughing crowd behind your back Everyone's looking trough you Your future's dressed in black Show your face, Oh Mr. Pseudonym Now you've lost the game you've played Your show broke down Close your case, Oh Mr. Pseudonym With your tricks you don't need anymore