Skabetty
Mass of the Fermenting Dregs
Skabetty
Holding hands
With a burning feeling
What dried up
Was the color
Above the street
If I jump out
It'll be okay
That thin guy I bought yesterday
Crying, crying
He's not coming anymore
Even if you're not by my side
Next
Above time
If I jump
It's a secret
Surely now
Do re mi fuck off
Do re mi fuck off
He's not coming anymore
Stay by my side
Yesterday he came back
Gently, he left
Gently, he stood up
Gently, gently
I'll wave my hands
Hands, waving hands