Right now, you’ll recover, don’t worry
Will you stay here if it’s not like that?
In me, not just here
I feel it so much
When there’s not enough room
It doesn’t fit
I don’t know if you like the taste of raw, raw
Nor do I know if you can stand me
So much noise, noise
Ah, ah, ah, so much cold
My skin is peeling off my body
Noise
Noise
It might seem that I’m armored
I’m not anti-anything, I’m blinded
I feel I have little self-esteem
And I’m expiring soon
I feel so much noise
I have so much noise
Oh, little tricksters
Little tricksters
God bless them much
God bless them
May they arrive well and return well