3 : 1 opening - Kuroko Basketball | Текст песни

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What time is it? Make an escape
I've been taking it easy for too long
Eat up the applause
somebody Punky Funky Love, hoo!

I can makin money love sensation
An incomplete vibration
Thanks for this cheap love; it leaves a bad taste in my mouth

(Let's go!) Total lies are completely blue, too
Whatcha gonna do about these days, tell me why?
(Let's go!) The deep blue sky is perfect
I want to repeat my mistakes

A life full of ups and downs'my life's a little reserved
As you can guess, the best of times feel great, with this pure style

Taking the top spot, and the world is cruel
Decide for yourself what'll be good or bad in the future
I've only got eyes for this salty ecstasy
When you hurt yourself once around here, love yourself

But all I'm hearing is Can do
You're just putting on airs RIMFIRE
First term, second term, first half, last half, Punky Funky Love, third term

(Let's go!) Total lies are completely blue, too
Whatcha gonna do about these days, tell me why?
(Let's go!) The deep blue sky is perfect
Repeat your mistakes
(Get down)! I Get on my rapper face, too
Check it out, yo, this grey, hold me tight
(Get down!) Suspected of crying aloud
You probably have no idea, right?

Your dad who made so much money tends to look downtrodden
What's so remarkable? A dazzling Love, Truth in the modern age
Inspired ingredients, endless feelings of love
Every time we love someone, we hurt one another,
But it's much harder to die. Even if you cry, you won't get it
It seems we're alive somehow though we're just messing around

What time is it? Make an escape
I've been taking it easy for too long,
Eat up the applause
somebody Punky Funky Love, hoo!

After all, if you'll be by my side,
I can grow infinitely stronger,
But what about you? I want to feel
These lovely days we've drawn together

Taking the top spot, and the world is cruel
Decide for yourself what'll be good or bad in the future.
I've only got eyes for this salty ecstasy
It seems that we're somehow alive
When we hurt ourselves once around here and are loved.

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