There's a fucking mess
In my head of bad weather
Get a hold of yourself, you asshole
Get out of the riff-raff's lair
Your thoughts are like boomerang
Shut up, you fuckup
Sometimes I feel fresh and cheerful
Sometimes I feel like I'm beyond hopeless
I'm a sick dude looking for an antidote.
I feel like I'll die soon enough, but someone puts me at ease
Don't let Bob, Hajime down, get to work
You'll gift these notes for the sake of love, for the sake of someone
I don't need anything
I let myself be read
I'm all broken, I'm all broken
I'm all broken, I'm all broken
A barrier is not a barrier
I beg of you, believe me
I'm all broken, I'm all broken
I'm all broken, I'm all broken
We're the tribe who's gonna sing around the campfire
We will be smoldering like bright sparks
This world will turn the dream of the poor devils upside down again
Without any regret
The tribe who's gonna sing around the campfire
We will be smoldering like bright sparks
This world will turn the dream of the poor devils upside down again
Without any regret
Without any regret
Without any regret
Without any regret
I believe that
I will leave my mark on the world
I won't just throw words
I know that Andy will descend,
Will descend at the moment.
Will descend according to this myth, believe me
You may leave it unanswered, but it's stupid to
Unleash a demon like that
Blame yourself for your shitty doing
Let's get moving all equally
I'm clearing up thousands of problems,
But I stewed in my own juice, came up with captivity
We're the tribe who's going to sing around the campfire
We will be smoldering like bright sparks
We're gonna whip and dance till morning
Without any regret
The tribe who's going to sing around the campfire
We will be smoldering like bright sparks
We're gonna whip and dance till morning
Without any regret
Without any regret
Without any regret
Without any regret
Without any regret
Without any regret
Without any regret
Without any regret
We're the tribe who's going to sing around the campfire
This world will turn the dream of the poor devils upside down again
We're the tribe who's going to sing around the campfire
This world will turn the dream of the poor devils upside down again