Garbage (English)
As dark as dark sky and earth, dizzily mind
As sore as sore the back of the gullet, dizziness
You can�t catch me, can�t cath me
Can blind birds fly? They can�t
I go up the blind stairs intently
Ladies and gentlemen, time is over
Ladies and gentlemen, please die
My child flowing down the sewer is a piece of incompetence
Can�t grasp anything with my hands
Like a garbage I go back to doing
Whatever I may wish, it�s weed life
Night and day at the end of the day, all day and so every day
I scream even in my dreams I want to become happy
Rosy lipstick My child is a piece of incompetence
Self torture� abuse� die� wanna forget� I hate
The song game of counting petals