Yeah×5 What’s this?
Yeah×5 Odd Numbers
Yeah×5 What’s this?
Yeah×5
Because they can’t be divided, these small answer sheets stick out.
Outside the calculations, this relationship value
Even numbers and odd numbers, we odd ones hold distorted scars and bonds
Similar rivals in some ways, with minor differences
Like a large stone rolling to an unpredictable direction after an irregular bounce
1 3 5 7 9 11 13 15
An unattainable balance, for now, let’s gather
A lot of uneven guys, even though they’re bumpy, can be used somehow
Putting sauce on rice with raw egg
Counting odd numbers in the city
An unusual lifestyle, way of playing
The usual is annoyingly noisy, I don’t give a (yeah yeah)
Usually, it’s only visible to serious people
But like a sharp knife, machete, club, scalpel, or sword
We are the protruding things that society can’t divide
Something so big that it sticks out
From the side, we have a distorted relationship
My buddy the day after we pull the trigger
A bit rebellious against the unprofitable common sense
Everyone is something that sticks out, Odd Numbers
Yeah×5 What’s this?
Yeah×5 Odd Numbers
Yeah×5 What’s this?
Yeah×5 Odd Numbers
The nail that has come this far without being hit
Outsiders, not friends but of the same kind
Handkerchief lent to a crying person
Not the brain but the corresponding spinal cord
We are unbreakable tempered glass
Not just noisy, we’re crows that got angry
Inhaling with the stomach, hoarse voice
ay Making fools who can’t do division understand
If there are 13 people, this is the wisdom of Monju, reincarnating countless times
Suddenly saying six is not a good idea
What to hold onto, friends, all day all night
We are the uneven Ichigo-chan, even old men are God’s 753
Even if it’s just one person, it’s still distorted because it can’t be divided, so just do it, alright?
Yeah×5 What’s this?
Yeah×5 Odd Numbers
Yeah×5 What’s this?
Yeah×5 Odd Numbers
There’s no pedigree in the pet shop, where are you from?
In battle mode, headphones, one-handed microphone, Ready Go!
From the ghetto to the red carpet, kicking away inferiority
With a pen and bars, laid back, head banging, get money
Darwin and Fabre overlook bugs
Is it myth or fable, the surviving monkey
Common sense, value, just bite the bullet
Unusual, underground, take root, make flowers bloom
Not like I’m ready,
But somehow our wavelengths match
Things that you don’t think about individually
Remarkably, that’s the source of energy
For now, I’m a craftsman of the yellow race
There are many, but they come together as one and climb the stairs one by one
In other words, a sharp single-edged blade
Quickly taking a break after work, player 1
Always an immeasurable unknown experience
Cracks peek into the evil interior
Don’t neglect caution
Everyone is something that sticks out, Odd Numbers
Yeah×5 What’s this?
Yeah×5 Odd Numbers
Yeah×5 What’s this?
Yeah×5 Odd Numbers
What’s this? Odd Numbers
What’s this? Odd Numbers