Will you? Won't you? Will you? Won't you?

Won't you join the dance?

Will you? Won't you? Will you? Won't you?

Won't you join the dance?

Y así termino. Estoy en manos de un desquiciado que en cualquier momento me hará perder la cabeza. Qué podría ser peor? ... Ser la marioneta que usa, claro.

What more can I do?

Nothing, nothing left to say. Nothing left to do. Everything is done, there's no turning back.

I've been displaced for a mask. A copy. A substitute that will never be the original. You've won. you just don't see it. You won. I will leave forever. Be happy, O my friend. I've tried. Goobdye.

What more can i do?