Gotta wash my hair, or
Go piss, I don't care
I'm just scared of that nightmare, no, I wouldn't dare

Walk barefoot in the snow
Thinking we gotta show
How much money we'd spent, they ought to know

You're talking so loud,
I'm lost in the crowd
Drinking beer, we have nothing to talk about

I'm given the gift
Of the size of my fist
It's a cigarette case like condom, let's kiss

chorus:
　　There always is something here
　　That you cannot believe your ears
　　Something, Something that you see mere

　　There always is something there
　　That you'll never share
　　Something, Something that flow in the air

Born beneath the counter
Where drunk girls always chattered
But, after all, anything doesn't matter

"For a long time, I'm alone"
You say in a happy tone
When I lift my face, you're gone

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Gotta cut my hair, so
I got the photos to tear apart
I'm in extremely high, don't come near