Smell of our own fears
Any story is better than none
Like the fish, the fish in the pond
Under the hot, hot, hot sun

One by one, one by one

Life is a long tragedy
And the earth is its stage

Like the fish in a drained pond
Under the hot, hot sun

But I still want to
Do what I like to do
I still want to
Do what I love to do
Which is, sing my heart out
Which is, make my existence
Which is what I love to do
Which is, my existence

I want to make my existence
Among others
I want to make my existence
Among others
I want to make my existence
oooooh with others

I want to live among others
I want to live among you...

I just don't know where I am
But I feel this bubble
This bubble around me
This bubble

This bubble around me
I feel like I could just now burst it
This bubble around me
I think I will burst it

I will burst it
I could burst it, my f*** bubble...’’