This one is called",Scratch the moon moon moon with a scratch." On your unlucky seven little bones I want to be saved if I have my own hatred no matter who looks them in the face So I want you to allow this mistake drag them down with you You can't escape with a fist On your unlucky seven little bones The two of you look just like just another scarecrow For that feeble atmosphere, I just need a little bit of stupidity I'm always a spoiled little brat I get confused in my own way Once I've put that thought into my mouth, I'm just probably just as vain The two of you again, look just like drawing for X I don't need a single one in exchange, you damn snake The sugary, experimental beings With their bad temper, they are forcing you You're a, I'm not so sure, what kind of child are you That's cowardly, I became fearless It seems as if he's really curious about this Evaluate his insensitivity Then come to a consensus Life is just a stream of words I become careless, I become careless, awkward Ah, I became cowardly, I become sneeze-y What's the only thing on this journey will attempt Embraced and I fall poke, poke, see The world is like my favorite color wavering feelings It's in full bloom