[Intro]
The people that pretended to be crazy lost themselves in a reverie
They scattered sweets around, ants swarmed
[Verse 1]
From the drainage
Rose a foul smell and a strange crone
“Give me more sweets”
She said as she glowered
[Pre-Chorus]
Perfectly suited words
Strung together and spewed out
I hate that sort of thing
But it’s impossible to go against the majority!
[Chorus]
The light of the mad neon streets looked on
With white eyes at the ones that won’t dance
Beckoned by a bird of paradise
I surrender myself to that unwanted heat
I can’t turn back!
[Verse 2]
Mass media is scary
Today again it desperately spread baseless rumors
The beautiful half-dead man (source)
Of the twelfth street came here escaping from that
[Bridge]
For the time being, I’ll postpone my practice
I just to sleep all night
With someone else’s fame and status
[Pre-Chorus]
Vanishing words
Gathered together and spewed out
That’s just proper, pain receptors
Gradually becoming dulled
[Chorus]
The light of the mad neon streets looked on
With white eyes at the ones that won’t dance
Beckoned by a bird of paradise
I surrender myself to that unwanted heat
It’s like there’s no existence
On top of the tamed garden
I have to keep on dancing
In a corner of the dance floor
That strips away individuality
I can’t turn back, anymore!
I can’t!