In my heart, while its wings flap
There is a fan spinning
Over the line-cutting dots
Of an interrupted conversation
Hanging upside down in a helmet
Is a sky-blue kiss
Do your best, running scooter
Our days are turning back too
Bubble gum, chew, chew
We live like we're in a lame joke
The disapproval of our souls
Is like a gleaming, piercing blade
Bubble gum, popping
Just before it explode
Let's go and show off
Our sense of aesthetics
When we got there and saw
How empty our feelings were
Our withered future
Sprung up like a ball
Clearly our view caved in under pressure
Now it's more like a piano string
The water that you scoop in your hands keeps flowing
So your way of life becomes transparent
Ah, punk swordplay
What a life to live
Hmm, unless you're not having fun
If you get to these old-school times with little breath
You'll freeze with the pain of despair
In the days of drizzle
I'll take off my coat and it becomes your umbrella
Bubble gum, chew, chew
My pockets are empty
But even if you have 10 billion yen
I'll never sell my pride
Bubble gum, popping
If it's torn up, I'll chew it again
By chewing it, the taste comes out
With the air of a bitter person
Let's go and penetrate
Our sense of aesthetics