Once more
Pull the trigger
(Aim it) at whatever we had the time to experience
Aim and shoot in the head.
Once more
The Sundays, when we were bumming around
And the storefronts we were gazing at
Aim and press on the trigger
Chorus
But, lives cannot be separated like that
(the lives) Of people who loved each other
So such effort
It's either both or neither of us
Until the end of the thread
We kept out balance.
Once more
Whatever we had the time to experience
And all those things that we whispered
Aim and shoot in the head.
Once more
As our clothes fall on the floor
At our bodies that embrace each other
Aim and press on the trigger
But, lives cannot be separated like that
(the lives) Of people who loved each other
With such effort
It's either both or neither of us
Until the end of the thread
We kept out balance.