Every night, I try to reach you through
Talking to an empty space
Across the line, I've broken all the rules
There you hide –
More an insult to me
Than spitting in my face

Well then. You hide
You peepin' through the window
No reply is the reprise
Another sadist show

Stupid I, I thought that I could wait
And lights faded into the limitless space

Well then. You hide
You peepin' through the window
No reply is the reprise
Another sadist show

Another sadist show

No reply, silent is the proof to your alibi
No reply, silent is the proof to your alibi......

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No Reply (The Reprise) is a rather sad number. Our first song about crippled relationship that a boy never gets a reply from a girl he likes. He cannot but only stares at the computer monitor, waiting messages coming up from the instant messenger. But nothing personal.