Hello
I enter, having skipped the morning meeting
I pity your unusual misunderstandings
Yaaay, I wish I could feel what you feel
We're different and that's okay
It's super rude to expect me to be
just like you want
I justify it with our interpretation
01, your kind of correct
Yeo, outdoor unit, electric fan, washing machine
Staying steady, I won't be broken, I won't give up
Yeo, with a cheerful tempo
If we're both humans,
we'll have a peaceful world without conflict
If I'm wrong, correct me all you like
If you're aiming at me, we're starting at 0 points
I'm hopeless with machines but I still feel the rhythm
My mind is full of loneliness
I want somebody to notice me
I want to shout in a small voice in the flesh again
We're the dance floor generation, the Zutomayo expeditionary force
I won't lose it, let's survive this evaluation meeting
A four-tatami-room and a fan
Adjusting, please stand by
Strike the crackling microwave
Quite surely
Without clinging terror
Ignoring the assumed impeachment
in a deadly, extreme way
One way or another
I want to be saved by the words, "I'll manage somehow"
I want to forgive and become free
The Kottekote men are hard as burrs
Leyla, be on your guard even in the best situation
You have a right to choose
a number that will save you
Unfamiliar gratitude, I love chains
If you don't notice the inconsistencies, it's a pitiful inspection
Yea, thanks for giving birth to me
But I want to kill acne
I want to kill acne
I want to eat dan dan noodles
Adjusting, please stand by
Strike the crackling microwave
Quite surely
Without clinging terror
Ignoring the assumed impeachment
in a deadly, extreme way
One way or another
I want to be saved by the words, "I'll manage somehow"
I want to forgive and become free
I'm hopeless with machines but I still feel the rhythm
My mind is full of loneliness
I want somebody to notice me
I want to shout in a small voice in the flesh again
We're the dance floor generation, the Zutomayo expeditionary force
I won't lose it, let's survive this incorrectness
On the road, so funny
Adjusting, please stand by
Strike the crackling microwave
Quite surely
Without clinging terror
Ignoring the assumed impeachment
in a deadly, extreme way
One way or another
I want to be saved by the words, "I'll manage somehow"
I want to forgive and become free