You're all alone
You're fixing ramen
You pour hot water in
Where are you thoughts wandering as you wait there?
Come back to life and be high
No matter how you lament the uncertainty that makes you sigh
of our miserable abandonment,
it’s the hour of equality among the sexes
Last night, a mental collapse
Wait, Sunday driver [1]
If I’m crying, don’t listen
You whose talent bloomed
are an expert paper driver [2] good at hitchhiking
Goodbye, nice to meet you in three minutes
See, yes I really am movin’ on
Aim at my skeleton, synthesizer
Hit!
The life of a ranking is short
No matter how you shout at the uncertainty that wears you out
of our stranded present forms,
it’s the hour of equality among friends and foes [3]
Last night, collapse of the islands
Wait, dynamiter
If I turn off the timer, don’t listen
You who damaged your love and hate
are a rock icon outshone by a natural high time