The weight of being the world’s best fake
Slipping past forbidden areas, super skilled late bloomers
Uh Ah Entry No.1 TOPHAM da Daydreamer
A scrawny country boy, obsolete and made in Japan
Yes a category exists but not really, it’s a hassle
Super stoic as usual We are FAKE TYPE. Stay tuned
I’m secretly a fan, but not for long
You’ll be shouting Marvelous loudly
Finally starting to see how to become your pride Sir, Yes sir
But don’t be imposing, I ask you
Representatives of social outcasts like us that you’d want to
BET on cuz we’re back еven better than bеfore Back again “FAKE TYPE”
Get your faves and private hearts make a lot of noise
Everlasting singer, so Great your throat’ll be spewing fire
If I exaggerate a triumphant return beckoning like La Primavera’s Parade, a lovely Devil
Tickle your brain baby lalalala…
Singing to the empty mandala lalalala…
Please tell me can’t tell others FAKE FAKE
Share your secret You & I FAKE FAKE
Uh Ah Entry No.2 IWASAKI da DTMer
High missionaries We are FAKE TYPE. Stay tuned
A futuristic artist heightening interest and expectations
Ignoring minefields, a lie to camouflage is easy, pupils are dilated
Resuscitated and full of life
If we can’t be someone’s pride then we’re see-through bakebakeboo!
If we’re irreplaceable then keep a replica
But we’re the one and only “FAKE TYPE.”
Get your loves and private eyes ignoring trouble
Supply and demand United the Best like shooting stars in the sky
Negative feelings are annoying, so fun you’ll be shouting from the core
Connecting the whole world and beckoning, a lovely Angel
Tickle your brain baby lalalala…
Singing to the empty mandala lalalala…
Please tell me can’t tell others FAKE FAKE
Share your secret You & I FAKE FAKE
TOPHAMHAT-KYO Stay tuned “FAKE TYPE.”
DYES to IWASAKI Stay tuned “FAKE TYPE.”
Come on everybody, Listen up
Tickle your brain baby lalalala…
Singing to the empty mandala lalalala…
Please tell me can’t tell others FAKE FAKE
Share your secret You & I FAKE FAKE