Romaji Lyrics

Ugly acting and song
odori ga heta na Handsome
Your copulation is dirtier than money.
Unprincipled strategist
ranyou middle aged spread
buraun kan no sumi de tengu kibun sa

Please disappear because it is an eyesore

You were born from the mouth?
fushiana ni uru kobi shika nai
Your copulation is dirtier than money.
Unprincipled strategist
ranyou middle aged spread
hankyouran na gaki wa bisho nure sa

Please disappear because it is an eyesore
It fails together if going atraight.

Curtain of wine red shikibetsu dekinu
nagasareru mama odoru yume
sayuu ni narau ibitsu Masquerade

kazareba nabiku ai ni
oboreru ima no kimi ni
muragaru no wa isshun no kyoumei
onshitsu kuzure no Prince
koutoubu ni shanderia
sutareta sono hi kyoumei wa Hyena

kimi no kao ni saita koe wa
risou kasane kai gorosu yo
ani na "eikyuu" wa tsukai mawashi no yume

nani iro no namida de
nani iro no kotoba de
nuri tsubuseba sono kao de irareru?
mie sugita konseki
atae sugita uso ni
unuboreta mama kuchiteku yo hora

kazareba nabiku ai ni
oboreru ima no kimi ni
muragaru no wa isshun no kyoumei
onshitsu kuzure no Prince
koutoubu ni shanderia
sutareta sono hi kyoumei wa Hyena

English Translation

[All right…]
Ugly acting and song
You're just a can't-dance Handsome
Your copulation is dirtier than money
Unprincipled strategist
Abuse, middle aged spread
Feeling like a braggart at the nook of a BROWN pipe

Please disappear because it is an eyesore

You were born from the mouth?
Nothing but continuing flattery from your knothole
Your copulation is dirtier than money
Unprincipled strategist
Abuse, middle aged spread
The half-crazed brat is drenched to the bone

Please disappear because it is an eyesore
It fails together if going straight

Curtain of wine red  cannot tell apart
As it flows down  A dancing dream
Imitating left and right  Crooked  Masquerade

In a decorated swaying love
Drowning in this moment
Those who swarm to you are instant sympathizers
A ruined greenhouse Prince
A CHANDELIER in the back of your head
Those dying-out days  Your sympathy is a Hyena

The voice that bloomed in your face
Is a worthless pile of idealism
Facile “Eternity” is an overused dream

With mulitcoloured tears
With mulitcoloured words
If painted over, could you exist with that face?
The imprint seen over and over
In the lies given over and over
You’re rotting as you’re self absorbed  See?