傻子與白痴
Those daydreams are just in vain
Since we have no time for
Constructing a paradise
Which they sold us
Some hope and ironic oaths
Which have already died
Now, another choice has come
Again, again
Maybe with some beer or not
Maybe with my skateboard
As well as cigarette
I tried to turn the day from night to light
Hoping to forget about those complicated things
After all
The youth is still not collapsed
Beyond our age
Those days
Have faith as yours
Also, chaos