aru tsuki no kuroi hi tsuki wo zutto mite ita doukou hiraki nagara
kinou tsurusareta kuroi neko hitomi dake hikatteru gira gira
aru tsuki no akai hi neko wa boku wo mite iru doukou hiraki nagara
niku to furan no katamari "nou no neji ga vier tarinakunatte iru n da"
romantic da ne
kamisama dou ka tasukete ima sugu ni nukedashitakute
ima sugu ni inochi wo tatte awarena kono mi wo tsurushite
shi . ro . i . ko . na . onaka dashitai hane ga haete yuku Psycho no yoru
shi . ro . i . ko . na . onaka dashitai psycho no tsukiyo to romanticist
aru tsuki ga nai yoru kabe ni shaberi kaketa yo boku no kahanshin ga
juuhachi wo sugite mo musei wa ima da ni tomarazu
souieba kimi wa biniiru no hon da ne
kitto boku to issho da ne shi . ro . i . ko . na .o . supuun ni nosete
hi de aburi gitsugitsu tokashi awarena kono mi ni tokekonde fuwa gura guru core
kamisama dou ka tasukete ima sugu ni nukedashitakute
ima sugu ni inochi wo tatte awarena kono mi wo tsurushite
shi . ro . i . ko . na . onaka dashitai kimi ga haete yuku Psycho no yoru
shi . ro . i . ko . na . onaka dashitai psycho no tsukiyo to romanticist
kireina migite wa kimi no te de
dan dan minikunatte iku
hengenjizai no unou ga kataru
"are" wo shitteru "are" wo matteru "are wo" utteru BAD
boku wo matsu shiroi betto to chuushaki to
teisoutai tsutsumareta "are mono" no boku to
karameau karameau migite dake no kimi wa
tottemo kirei de hosokute
dan dan dan dan mukatsuite kita yo
dakara tsurushita n da
On the day of the black moon, as my pupils dilate.
The black cat hung yesterday, only the eyes still glint sharply
On the day of the red moon, the cat watches me,
Its pupils dilate.
The meat and the rotten mass,
"I've got 4 screws loose in my head"
Isn't that romantic?
Please, God save me, I wanna put an end to it
Put an end to my life right away, and hang my pitiful body.
White powder, expose my naked belly,
The psycho night when wings develop.
White powder, expose my naked belly,
The psycho moonlit night and the romanticist.
On the moonless night,
I started to speak to the wall with my lower half . . .
Even past eighteen I still have wet dreams
Speaking of which you're a porno mag.
You're surely with me, putting the white powder on the spoon,
Cook it over the fire, it bubbles up and melts,
Then melts into this pitiful body.
My head spins, the room spins, here it comes.
Please, God save me, I wanna put an end to it,
Put an end to my life right way, and hang my pitiful body.
White powder, expose my naked belly,
The psycho night when wings develop.
White powder, expose my naked belly,
The psycho moonlit night and the romanticist.
RaP: a clean right hand is your hand, gradually getting uglier.
From the marrow of your bones GOD
The phantasmagoric right brain tells
Natural genius, developed genius, grave sin
"That" I know, "That" I have, "That" I shoot up. BAD.
The white bed I wait in, an injection,
You, who is only my right hand,
Entwining fingers, interlocking fingers with "that kind of me"
Bound in the chastity belt, so very pretty and thin,
Little by little by little I got sick of you.
So I hung you.
Stumble!