I wake up
Alarm [bad word] my sweet dream
I have to look at life’s map
Always searching for something

Education, work, shopping, meetings,
I sometimes have a quarrel with my crew
This all makes me bleeding 
And I try to leave time for something new

I feel that my head is melting as the road under sun

day by day
on busy roads and streets
people are hurrying somewhere
they want to make life sweet

hey, give [bad word] join your crew
Tell all the problems “hash”
and try to do something new.

I feel that my head is melted as the road under sun