歌词
作词 : Bread Box
编曲 : ピノキオピー
作曲 : PinocchioP
Love ends in breaking up, or there something close
Your life ends in dying out, or something close
Man, it’s so damn interesting, cause I wouldn’t know
Only guessing the story’s end, here’s how it goes
Oh on
[00:19.971]
Tu turu tu tu turu like
Tu turu tu tu turu like
Tu turu tu tu turu like
What an “-ish”
What an “-ish”
Tu turu tu tu turu like
Tu turu tu tu turu like
Tu turu tu tu turu
A god-ish like
[00:33.171]
Now stop it, just stop it
Come on and stop it, just stop it
I’m getting worked up, body burning hot
[00:39.973]
Too massive, so massive
Dreaming so massive, too massive
Big cash, rolling right until the end
Yay yay
[00:48.552]
Got ist tot (God is dead)
[00:50.096]
That’s God-ish, baby, face it
Yeah it’s God-ish either way
I want you, want you, IQ falling, pouring down the drain
So evil-hearted, baby
Well I’m evil anyway
I hate you, hate you, get out of the way
With your ugly hair dye, and your eyes, and overflowing lies
And your scent, and your clothes, and all the blush you buy
It’s That-ish, darling, face it
Yeah it’s That-ish how you chase
With your quoting, and how you boast, and your reviews
How you’re good with people, how you joke, all of your views
That’s God-ish, baby, face the facts
Like that, like that
It’s got me going mad
[01:17.236]
Tu turu tu tu turu like
Tu turu tu tu turu like
Tu turu tu tu turu like
What an “-ish”
What an “-ish”
Tu turu tu tu turu like
Tu turu tu tu turu like
Tu turu tu tu turu
A god-ish like
[01:30.754]
Thinking beyond, is it angst in our very soul?
While looking down upon the peasant’s so stupid goals?
It’s really hard while doing nothing to keep growing old
When every light to guide the way is now already sold
We play at God and block the word the preachers long have told
And find ourselves upon the throne to rule all on our lonesome
A prayer of discipline critiquing those all on their own it’s…
Do you know?
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What nonsense are you spouting, stupid
Nonsense honestly
I don’t know what crap your saying, but it’s putting me to sleep
We’re lacking in attention, ok
Everyone agrees
Give me something cool to to let me dance to
Beam
[02:07.759]
Disgusting, disgusting
God it’s disgusting, disgusting
I’m now a fan of what I’m meant to hate
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It’s tiny, so small, man your mind is
So tiny, it’s tiny
So alone cause you’re smarter than the rest
The best, the best
[02:23.914]
Got ist tot (God is dead)
[02:26.519]
That’s God-ish, baby, face it
Yeah it’s God-ish either way
Like dying while you swear to God that you’re healthy anyway
That’s super damn depressing
Bet you’re desperate for a raise
How sad, how sad, Epigone born too late
With your titles, and your art, your fancy story
And your concerts and special songs, that stupid melody
It’s That-ish, darling, face it
Yeah it’s That-ish how you chase
With your quoting, and how you boast, and your reviews
How you’re good with people, how you joke, all of your views
That’s God-ish, baby, face the facts
Like that, like that
It’s got me going mad man
[02:53.833]
Tu turu tu tu turu like
Tu turu tu tu turu like
Tu turu tu tu turu like
What an “-ish”
What an “-ish”
Tu turu tu tu turu like
Tu turu tu tu turu like
Tu turu tu tu turu
A god-ish like
[03:07.039]
Love ends in breaking up, or there something like
Your life ends in dying out, or something like
Man, it sure was interesting to peek from behind
I liked it more when I’d dance and not ask why
That’s life