"The story, idea, and lyrics are the original work of Lamefroid." Copyright Β© 2026 Lamefroid. All rights reserved He stands frozen at the sink. Eyelids blink slow. Water drips, cold and low. He stares into the glass. Searches for his past. Sees a stranger, worn at last. Who are you? I don't know you Who are you? You owe me, I know Who are you? You took my tomorrow A you... a you that I knew... Lips tremble, voice thin. He asks the mirror in. Question cuts, deep within. The glass stares, no reply. Then echoes the why: "Where's the tomorrow gone by?" Who are you? I don't know you Who are you? You owe me, I know Who are you? You took my tomorrow A you... a you that I knew... Drips fall like time spent. He waits, silent consent. The debt loops, never ends. Who are you? I don't know you... Who are you? You owe me, I know... Who are you? You took my tomorrow... A you... a you... that I knew...
