12345 [English translation]

Counting 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 as I get ready

To go to the place I'm not curious about

Counting 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 as I get ready

As I get ready

With my messy steps

Like a stranger in new clothing

Absurd imaginations that don't make sense

Are a place to come back to

Bing, come back and Bing

Count one, two, three, breathe

I cannot force myself to speak, except what I really feel okay

I can't be a better kid with no bad feelings

Today too, the steps keep getting tangled, as you try to fit me in a world that runs too fast

I'll sprain my foot, take a few days off, I'mma try to run from something bigger

But now it's over, this complex world is too heavy for the old me

I miss you with my shabby heart, so much keeps changing

In this swamp, I dive without knowing if I'll ever come out

I don't know at all, but I keep looking at myself

Counting 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 as I get ready

To go to the place I'm not curious about

Counting 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 as I get ready

As I get ready

With my messy steps

Like a stranger in new clothing

Absurd imaginations that don't make sense

Are a place to come back to

Bing, come back and Bing

Count one, two, three, breathe

Counting 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 as I get ready

Counting 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 as I get ready

Counting 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 as I get ready

As I get ready