c'est la vie

幼少期から慢性的に怖いからこの遊びしか知らないんだよね

卑屈で卑劣で汚いおじさんになったもんだな

あはは寝よう

Where are we?

What the hell is going on?

The dust has only just begun to form 

Crop circles in the carpet 

Sinking, feeling 

Spin me around again 

And rub my eyes 

This can't be happening 

when busy streets 

A mess with people 

Would stop to hold their heads heavy 

Hide and seek 

Trains and sewing machines 

All those years 

They were here first 

Oily marks appear on walls 

Where pleasure moments hung before 

The takeover 

The sweeping insensitivity of this 

Still life 

Hide and seek 

Trains and sewing machines 

(You won't catch me around here) Blood and tears 

They were here first 

Mm, what'd you say 

Mm, that you only meant well 

Well of course you did 

Mm, what'd you say 

Mm, that it's all for the best 

Of course it is 

Mm, what'd you say 

Mm, that it's just what we need 

You decided this 

Mm, what'd you say 

Mm, what did she say  

Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth 

Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cutouts 

Speak no feeling, no, I don't believe you 

You don't care a bit, you don't care a bit 

Ransom notes keep falling out your mouth 

Mid-sweet talk, newspaper word cutouts 

Speak no feeling, no, I don't believe you 

You don't care a bit, you don't care a bit 

You don't care a bit 

Oh, no, you don't care a bit 

Oh, no, you don't care a bit 

You don't care a bit 

You don't care a bit