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The Back Horn: Game
04.01.14
Artist: The Back Horn Title: Game Words: The Back Horn Music: The Back Horn No doubt we're sentient fish bearing the saddlecloth on our backs all the way from cradle to grave, the drop out, today it could be me I shrug my shoulders on the train, stopped because of a suicide on the tracks this steamy night city like a vampire leave me alone, I'll decide what my sin is. I like things as they are, yeah right. Don't shut your ears You're just saying the same things. What's real? What can we do? Running constantly, life ain't no game. Like a vampire this steamy night city tastes of blood, I smell money. scream that you're alive. you don't need a voice to sing. Translated By: Brian Stewart & Takako Sakuma Translator's Notes: None Romaji oretachi ha kitto shikou suru sakana zekken wo seotteku yurikago kara hakaba made zutto datsurakusha kyou ha jibun kamoshirenai jinmijiko de tomaru densha no naka kata wo sukumeru vanpaia no you na nettaiya no machi hotteoitekure ore no tsumi nara ore ga kimeru kono mama de ii sonna wake nee sa mimi wo fusagu na yo onaji kotoba hanasu omae yo nani ga riaru darou nani ga dekiru darou hashiritsuzuketeku jinsei ha ge-mu nanka jyanai vanpaia no you na chi no aji ga suru nettaiya no machi kin no nioi ga suru nani ga riaru darou nani ga dekiru darou hashiritsuzuketeku jinsei ha ge-mu nanka jyanai sakendeyare ikiterukoto wo koe ga nakute mo utaeru kara Romaji By: Brian Stewart |