Child Of Entertainment - Diorama

Hurry up and sound the charge

The moment’s arrived to reap the fruit of change

To drive out all the good old days

The variety show you still draw hope from

You white-wash all in self-control

But your eyes are giving you away

If it’s reason against wine

I’ll choose the wine

The gloomy smile the sweet denial

If it’s mirage against no meaning

Like I think it is

I’ll be a child of entertainment