ODDTAXI

Nestling up to the bus stop
Turning the curve again
Seems like falling into a dark drain
What can you see
What can you hear
Tell me

The city is like a record
The needle exposing the noise of daily life
I become the background, just trash disposal for you
A rhythm of weariness that can't be solved by rhythm
Knowing the self surrounded by the city (it's annoying

Mismatched memories
Good morning, cloudy Akita sky
Can we reach the eyes that don't mix

It's okay to put up with it, it's okay to be stubborn
Out of the blue, the waste, the gas, the CO2
Life is really just communication and energy (hold on
No trials in school, just refer to this anime

Breaking through the ghost guard, today is enough
Looking around, familiar faces, familiar trouble, give back the money

Swaying and spilling
Dust piling up
It's like a dead end alley
We're still
Unable to take off

Mismatched memories
There's something missing
In the familiar scenery
Can you remember the reason for the eyes that don't mix