Mother Planets – GYROAXIA

If kids learn to steal,I kneel to you and moonlight.
So let me show you all my stupid scars one by one.
The crime by fallen kids and the punishment
for fallen kids are the mother planet’s.
And the noise is the mother planet’s.

My rap is not enough.
Because I just dropped my binky.
My heart is not enough.
But It’s better than jealousy.
Falling kids there and forgetting the planets are not easy.
Whatever.

When in the world can I exchange my ticket？
I can’t get that tempo of counting down. (Tick-tock)
How in the world can I exchange my ticket？
I can’t get that tempo of counting down.

Tick-tock
Damn！

Or joke or lie or kiss or night or fist or
lady or bite or lay or king or money
or nail or limit or white or bow or down or down？

Tarf is so colorful,but It’s not for you.
Well,well,For me is for you.
I don’t mind being an oddball if that’s what the world says,
and you want to think I’m an oddball, too, don’t you？
Rabit. rabit！
Don’t worry. Say！“Tibbar, tibbar！”
Everything’s fine.
My dream is not enough.
Because You and you can still be happy.
Also,I’m not enough.
But It’s better than sympathy.
By the way, you will never forget me or even the planets again.
That’s too bad.
When in the world can I exchange my ticket？
I can’t get that tempo of counting down. (Tick-tock)
How in the world can I exchange my ticket？
OK,I mean, can anyone tell me about this count？

Damn！
Tick-tock
Damn！

Or joke or lie or kiss or night or fist or
lady or bite or lay or king or money
or nail or limit or white or bow or down or down？

It’s not a joke or a lie.You love a kiss or a fist
The night lady is lay.She gives her bite to the king for money.
Your nails are white.Oops, that’s my limit.I bow out.
Whether I back down or not,
the planets will be there on and on and on.