Komeda Cul De Sac
If you take the road you're likely to take,
You will surely arrive where you began, and be the same
The soul is lovesick, though the world (is sorry).
Only knowing the moral law, the authority
Saying you must obey like Mr. K *
It's been like this for ages, of course
Like this for ages to come
(Plato) mumbo-jumbo mockery
And maybe I won't (live here) anymore
Empty is my house to the core
Maybe I won't live like this anymore
You lived your life in this house not knowing every floor
Looking for someone's help, but no one came
(Would) it be like this for ages to come
Like this for ages to come
