Cynicalture

In the evening, can't get a hold of it
Sitting on the sunset sky, a damn char
Making a fuss like a big shot with cider

Can't find it in SEASIDE, can't get a hold of it
Subculture where friends make a fuss coldly
The lighter that burned a little while ago

Now, now, flipping the contents of fate
Now, now, someone stop it

In a dignified parallel line
Even Tokyo gets involved in a famous shake
There's no deciding victory or defeat
Dancing boldly to the rhythm of laughter

Can't get a hold of changing appearances
Gotta fix the bitter appearance
Cider that I want to ignore
Don't stop the SUICIDE
Playing with trendy toys, damn char
But I want to believe in fantasy

Now, now, flipping the contents of fate
Now, now, someone stop it

In a dignified parallel line
Even Tokyo gets involved in a famous shake
There's no deciding victory or defeat
Dancing boldly to the rhythm of laughter

In a dignified parallel line
Even Tokyo gets involved in a famous shake
The courtyard will never disappear
Dancing happily in return with love