LYRICS
作词 : Nobuki Akiyama
作曲 : Nobuki Akiyama/Yotaro Kachi
Coughing, waking up
Still shivering
Functions of the world
So infantile
Devils as saints
Too cynical
Our future inflates
In this beautiful country
I ain't owing to the world
Yes, I am
Conscious, let me wear my heart on my sleeve
There is hatred piling up
Common things
I see hope is always here
Hit chords, louder than guns
Coughing, waking up
Waking up, up up
Broken functions of the world
Of the world, world, world
Are we devils as saints?
As saints, saints, saints
Our future inflates
In this beautiful country
I am owing to the world
Wish me luck
Conscious, let me wear my heart on my sleeve
There is hatred piling up
Common things
I see hope is always here
Hit chords, louder than guns
Hit chords, hit chords
Play' em louder than guns
Hit chords, hit chords
Play' em louder than guns
Hit chords, hit chords
Play' em louder than guns
Hit chords, hit chords
Play' em louder than guns