Life is always like that,
stopping and flowing again
Look,
like a breaking wave on top,
I'm singing with my whole body
You're all in the passion,
even the weak parts are getting old
The more I try to hide my heart,
the more it shows
Life,
I can't live as I want,
I'm a test student for life
You're leaving,
you're leaving me,
I'm trapped in that trial
The world is covering my eyes,
I'm covering my eyes and running away
Like the petals that are about to fall,
everything on this earth is being wiped out
The moment I understand that,
I look back at myself and look back at the time I was arrogant
Then you'll see,
the deep conscience that's been taken away,
it's being stained
Even the comfort that pats the wound is a small gift to me
A song that you can never understand if you can't go through
You know, we're just a gift, money, money
What, what, what, what, what, why?
Why, why, why, why, why, why?
Why, why, why, why, why, why?
Why, why, why, why, why, why?
Why can't we be one?
Why?
Why is there a limit to money?
Why?
Why is it that the bass is so good,
the more you listen?
Why?
Can anyone say who's wrong?
The water of the god pours out
The spring in the lyrics of the song called
storm is the sadness that the god created
It hurts,
I'm careful,
I put everything down and pull it out with my own hands
Look at you,
it's not even a death sentence,
but you wake up at night and dream with your eyes open
If you have a sense of courtesy,
I'll have a drink and I'll send you home after a few nights of work
You can't do it like me, you can't understand me
If this is a story for you,
I'm a monster
There's no shame in the god,
there's no other way to live
Throw the money,
I'm in the middle of the night,
it's all wrong here
Why can't we be one?
Why?
Why is there a limit to money?
Why?
Why is there a limit to money?
Why?
Why is there a limit to money?
Why?