If there's a name on the collar that surrounds the birdcage
You'd be human even if you didn't know you were a frog in a well
Your impersonal homework makes people's brains stupid
The cracks you peeled off
Meaningless meaning
Much like an eerie mortality
Only worth it to excrete the food that becomes a song anyway
I can't throw anything away, and as a result, daddy threw me away
I'm going round and round
Round and round we go
That supple razor blade
Without hesitation I'm splattering all over the place
I'm breathing
I'm brеathing
Why is it so hard to breathe?
Let thе blood flow round and round
Let the song go round and round
"Make up like a ■■."
That's the day I blacked out my face
If you have any sense of self, you'll quit music
If you're sane, did the music fool you?
This corpse that I chopped up and fell down
This time that I killed by chopping up the meaning
What authority do you have to underline the smokers?
Because I'm not your lapdog
I've seen too many beautiful things, and the colored glasses fool my eyes
The little black eyes are cute, as if they were looking at garbage
Shredded meat from euthanasia with a half-price sticker on it
Words can kill
Would it be fresher if they suffered?
I'm going round and round
Going round and round
Re-education that is not obligatory
Because here I am in a colorless cage
I ran away barefoot
I ran away barefoot
3 a.m. of puberty
The dawn has yet to break
A loungewear of blood that flew from my mom
I go round and round
Going round and round
Self-help of expression
Why do you tease me so much?
Going round and round
Going round and round
One, two, two, disappear again
Tell me? Who's next?
No name on the collar