Yeah, yeah, y’know: the unstoppable madness known as Chaos
Will accelerate now: it’s uncontrollable!
Talking all this time as if we knew the reason we were born,
It wasn’t long before we were information illiterate, uncategorized.
We suffer an uncontrollable passion, whose thirst we can’t quench:
The curiosity of one ordinary day, still with us now.
return to innocence. returns to chaos world.
return to forever lover. returns to new generation.
Can we never awaken from this dream?
Yeah, yeah, y’know: the unstoppable madness known as Chaos
Will accelerate now: it’s uncontrollable!
Yeah, yeah, y’know: it’s okay if you lose sight of me—
I’ll just board the next bus that comes along!
I already know: this sky… our promises… Everything is a lie───
A citation in a magazine, written in ordinary words:
“Those who can choose their path in life are illiterate, uncategorized.”
Day after day passes, as we miss each sign of betrayal…
Covering our ears from the sounds of blaring car horns.
return to innocence. returns to chaos world.
return to forever lover. returns to new generation.
Can we never awaken from this dream?
Yeah, yeah, y’know: though completely unaware,
Chaos rules over this world: it’s uncontrollable!
Yeah, yeah, y’know: if I ever lose sight of you—
I’ll simply board that sinful, last bus!
I already know: this wind… even our tomorrow… Everything is a lie───
Can we never awaken from this dream?
Yeah, yeah, y’know: the unstoppable madness known as Chaos
Will accelerate now: it’s uncontrollable!
Yeah, yeah, y’know: it’s okay if you lose sight of me—
I’ll just board the next bus that comes along!
I already know: this sky… our promises… Everything is a lie───