And immortality's in our mastermind And we destroy everything that we find And tomorrow when the human clock stops and the world stops tickin' We'll be an index
your index down Put up your peace sign, put your index down Put up your peace sign, put your index down Put up your peace sign, put your index down
(takanami) Translators: ed valdez, ayumi suzuki, ted mills Pinku no kokoro to Indigo na muudo o Koppu no naka de Sukoshi yurashitara Meroo ieroo mo
I don't need this but I'll stick around Finding out why, 'til it comes to town I know that all I hear is what you want But this isn't the day, while I
There's no time to stay, 'cuz, it's all figured out There's no time to look another way 'Cuz, if you want to know, it's all figured out Thoughts inside
Days seem longer Than they've ever been And my heart wonders If there will be an end or not Will I ever be important part? 'Cause the days seem darker
How can someone tell you they love you? Though they don't when you're not around How can someone tell you they need you? When you don't know where to
Please don't look at me with this sad face Makin' me think of things I shouldn't say I need a day to empty out all of this space I'm surrounded And I
There's been a row, all around town There's been a row of lovers Who never go around town, say what they want Do all the things we never should have
The implications of an accident You want to know You never want to make friends today He wants to run I've get this feeling that we're left out The implications
It's been a long week and I'm losing my mind 'Cause I don't want to come home again Is it the birds or the waves or the words I'm talking of now? 'Cause
(All that I know) All I know is I?m nothing (Took me so long) It took me this long to figure out (How could I know?) You thought that I belong to you
My life Charred remains of a flame that's burned out My lips move but they won't make a sound I stand motionless, eyes to the ground Back for more With
This isn't for you This isn't for you I speak in tounges Teen face for the dream date That girl wears black jeans Paint it all black Yea paint it all
Electric eyes, keep track of what I'm doing Extensive index files knows my way Before I'm movin' And they get the picture developed before it's taken
The end of the daydream The end of the side The end of relations The end of my mind The end of the shoreline The end of the heat The end of the cold The
Let's go Wanted: Strong and able-bodied worker Minimum wage Fifty-eight hour week An average joe from the grand design He breaks his back for big talk
A telepathic line to a shadow On the wall, just a passenger and that is all Taking off on a midnight flight The airline ticket in his hand held tight
