pistol of the toy which I held to a waist
Woman of the foolish shutter sound which started late
As for that fellow who is full of tattoos, a sleeping face is an angel
With a stick, I sound the world
In the glass skeleton, vodka is full
In Yamanote Dori of the morning, I smashed it
As for tomorrow, there is it nowhere
The wild sun
Full moon
The right arm which I roasted by a cigarette
With mink oil, I patted it
The wild sun
Blond hair neurosis
With a knife, I tore it
The left arm
Game over
A bright red bar tells it at the end of today
Teddy boy...
Though there is it nowhere tomorrow, I walk in naked heart
Teddy boy...
As for tomorrow, there is it nowhere
Light comes to your thin right shoulder
leather pants, twist
I shake the world
Game over
Bright red...
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