Lots of dirty dishes in the kitchen, I have heat of cushion on my face
You tell me where to start
You have left, she/he has left, mirror looked after me well*
(Words) that went out of my mouth has passed over the wall
Like raw, burn, be cooked*
Merry-go-round*
When it god bored
It came to life, once in the night
Spreaded to whole city
Sound of the audience along with the rain
We're not deficient neither compelete
Thats our time
This is the day, bro
I belong to where I am*
I fizzle out and then shine
I have its source anyway*
He talked, she talked
My old friend came with a tank*
The old women at the next door is on the roof
These kinds of shapes
Merry-go-round
When it god bored
It came to life, once in the night
Spreaded to whole city
Sound of the audience along with the rain
We're not deficient neither compelete
Thats our time