I’m the pudding at the sushi place, knowing I’m sticking out like a sore thumb
Sitting ill at ease, I'm carried Round Round Round
Despite my looks my gaze is passionate. The menu sticks to a certain demographic
Don’t make me into an enemy. Round Round Round
The cheap ones are white plates. The valuable ones are gilded in shiny gold
It’s ratings, it’s sharp-eyed individuality, and the spirals that line it
SUSHI-GO-ROUND
Look only at me. SUSHI-GO-ROUND
In a competitive exhibition of dignity, I'm dancing with all I can
Until we're chosen, SUSHI-GO-ROUND
We're fighting and stealing from each other for fresh eyes
Round and round…
We're like a train that never arrives, winding its way around with no end in sight
Wherever you are, it’s an awkward parade. I’m forcing myself to make somewhere to be
“Spread with any made-up story you like,” however, who’ll take responsibility for that?
I chose this role regardless of how it made me look, so what’s bad about that?
If you want to be it, then be it. I can speak of diversity because it’s someone else’s business
I’ve always longed to see the lined-up spirals of the sharp-eyed difference
SUSHI-GO-ROUND
Look only at me. SUSHI-GO-ROUND
They’re all forcing their anxieties onto each other
‘Til they’re dried up, SUSHI-GO-ROUND
I craved fresh eyes
A hooligan, a shunned person, a heretic, a heretic, a heretic, a nonconformist
A faker, a nuisance, and a jester, as well as
A California roll, kimbap, lamian, udon
Dessert, dessert, dessert, dessert
You don’t need to affirm it, you aren’t the real nor the fake
The customer is the one who chooses, so fuck off
SUSHI-GO-ROUND
Look only at me. SUSHI-GO-ROUND
In a competitive exhibition of dignity, I'm dancing with all I can
Until we're chosen, SUSHI-GO-ROUND
We're fighting and stealing from each other for fresh eyes