When I took notice, my voice had also gone wrong it went in some direction, but where did it go? Look at the sky above
Let’s assess it: The importance of turning your back here, and letting out a grumble There’s nothing here.
When I took notice, my face of lies had also shattered with a just-right “it’s an uneasy existence” it’s time spent kneading over the ordinary
Just notice it, notice that I’m giving up and the answer that nobody knows would you like to laugh, I wonder?
Can’t you wait up? It’s like I’m talking to myself; Can’t you pay me a little more, more notice? Can’t? Do you, don’t you want to meet? Then see you, wait up. So I say.
Rolling, rolling, rolling around, the sound’s gyro In a trance, running after children, I wonder why there’s no noticing
That’s right, why, I wonder?
Nobody would stop anything ‘cause they aren’t the least bit interested ‘cause they aren’t there ‘cause I’m not there Therefore, I am depressed, how reckless of me.
You’ve noticed, huh? That my voice had gone away So, how’s it turned out? Becoming like that, and speaking of finishing it, I wonder?
What should I do? It’s midnight for just one Why is it that I revealed all of my crummy feelings, I wonder?
Why am I looking down? I’d like to ask of you; This time it’s just a little troublesome, are you concerned? I can’t see, a happy ending, but why am I expecting one, I wonder?
Can’t you wait up? It’s like I’m talking to myself; Can’t you pay me a little more, more notice? Can’t? Do you, don’t you want to meet? Then see you, wait up. Just ‘cause. Wait up.