Anarchy

The grating speech echoes in my head
Spewed out by the carnival speaker
A repeat of self-loathing and conflict
I want to go back to those days
Is there nothing else?
Discontent is a time bomb
I don't have any famous quotes to stop the countdown
Break free from the strong gravity of the vicious cycle
In a locked room, striking indecent poses

Something's wrong, something's wrong
The surfaced heart emits smoke
I won't believe in leaders or heroes
The gaze of angry mobs
A brawl of emotions
The poor public order and the monkey Tetuya continue
Something's wrong, stepping on the ground
Do you understand?
Valueless late nights

There's nothing inside the fire
Life is not lived
Day and night with unbalanced words
Held back by a tie of emptiness
There's no unruly freedom
Transformed into a cage of order
A pure hypocrite with pride
I don't want to hurt, but
I want to bite something

Break free from the strong gravity of this group
The grand frustration that can't be discarded bursts

Nothing, no one
Otherwise, I can't be angry
Don't laugh, don't point fingers
Can only go mad for half of reason
Don't laugh, don't point fingers
Want to hide it

Something's wrong, something's wrong
The surfaced heart emits smoke
I won't believe in leaders or heroes
The gaze of angry mobs
A brawl of emotions
The poor public order and the monkey Tetuya continue
Something's wrong, stepping on the ground
Do you understand?
Valueless late nights