Dir En Grey Garbage
As dark as dark sky and earth, dizzily mind
As sore as sore the back of the gullet, dizziness
You can't catch me, can't catch me
Can blind birds fly? They can't
I go up the blind stairs intently
Ladies and gantleman, time is over
Ladies and gantleman, please die
My child flowing down the sewer is a piece of incompetence
Can't grasp anything with my hands
Like a garbage I go back to doing
Whatever I may wish, it's weed life
Night and day at the end of the day,all day and so every day
I scream even in my dreams I want to become happy
Rosy lipstick My child laughing is a piece of incompetence
Self torture... abuse... die... wanna forget... I hate
The song game of counting petals.
