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They stirred up the hive, driving across the moons
There's a golden brick under the tires, we're heading to the top
The north is blowing cold, a storm awaits us
But I don't need a reason to throw myself in front of the bullets

Hitchhiking across the galaxy
Through the storm I got straight to the show
Do you remember I was a romantic?
My heart beat in the same rhythm as you

Children of snake incest
With God under the veil
Here's Mario with the princess!
And here is Creed with his bride!
Like 2D, Eroge, Ecchi
I'm certainly not Romeo,
But you and not Capulets
Either way - Tolik and Lena

Opened a beer and smoked
We watched that movie
Difficult choice - to be loved
Or be anyone
After death, only if
They will give us a loan
Difficult choice - to be with the living
Or be alive

I dug up the cards, but the treasures
It wasn't in the chest
Only the smell that reminded me of you
It seemed to me
How we circled around the hall
Right in front of the projector
How we smoked behind the school
Holding whitefish with branches

They stirred up the hive, driving across the moons
There's a golden brick under the tires, we're heading to the top
The north is blowing cold, a storm awaits us
But I don't need a reason to throw myself in front of bullets
Hitchhiking across the galaxy
Through the storm I got straight to the show
Do you remember I was a romantic?
My heart beat in the same rhythm as you

Forgive me, I don’t draw, but I’ll show off
Look at me I'm your senpai and you're my Tsugumi
The north is blowing cold, a storm awaits us
But I don't need a reason to throw myself in front of the bullets
Let's create a clan, a team, a group out of ambition
Someone is aiming for the prince's place, there are corpses at the helm
Let those who catch rhymes play with their voices
Outline me with crayons, a color beyond the spectrum
It will be beautiful! They won't see it, but it will be beautiful!
The alien will recognize and say thank you to someone
Difficult question, but I once understood, sort of
It’s not that we create, but rather we still find

If the beauty of art is only in the eye of the beholder
So we are lying to each other and everything is not real
Went too far while my mind was wandering
Soon a seam will come apart or a shot will be heard

They stirred up the hive, driving across the moons
There's a golden brick under the tires, we're heading to the top
The north is blowing cold, a storm awaits us
But I don't need a reason to throw myself in front of the bullets
Hitchhiking across the galaxy
Through the storm I got straight to the show
Do you remember I was a romantic?
My heart beat in the same rhythm as you