Don't listen to the BGM Sugarless is just half-assed - I don't need it, don't need it With each other, step, step, step Take me on a bullet train ride, please A merry-go-round isn't enough, not enough Don't tell me A to Z - show me what you mean The nooks of my brain I can't erase, can't erase Break the GPS; I'm a little unable to wait It's all your fault - 3, 2, 1
Hey, Mr. Sunday - wait, please care about me Follow the course of time and wind up my spring Hey, Mr. Sunday - wait, please care about me When you open up the box, see - it's all fake! Fake! Make some noise - clap, clap clap Being careful is useless Playing make-believe is a no-no, a no-no Avoid scoring MVP, hurl away your opportunities My left ear on its own isn't enough, not enough Pile them up - stock, stock, stock Provoking others is a no-no The cards laid out before me I can't pull, can't pull in advance Let me out, get home quick Yeah, like that full-length novel kid - 3, 2, 1 Hey, Mr. Sunday - wait, please care about me Follow the course of time and wind up my spring Hey, Mr. Sunday - wait, please care about me When you open up the box, see - it's all fake! Fake! The taste of the poison apple... Just like my right hand. What does an incomplete blink taste like? 'cause I'm sure it's coated in bottomless sweetness... The mirror reflects only lies since your voice is all inside-out, isn't it? Hey, Mr. Sunday - wait! Please care about me! Hold my hand tight until I can fall asleep Hey, Mr. Sunday - wait, please care about me When you open up the box, see - it's all fake! Fake! Hey, Mr. Sunday - wait, please care about me Follow the course of time and wind up my spring Hey, Mr. Sunday - wait, please care about me Outside the door- it's all fake! Fake!