One, two, three, four!

message I've thought much too much about,
Maybe it'll reach somebody, who can say?
Certainly, I've always been this way,
patched up, crazy matryoshka

package sung by a headache
Time may pass, but the hands are at 4 (I see why it's 4:00, now)
Don't tell anyone;
The world will turn upside down

Ah, it's breaking apart,
Helplessly, too
The continuing memory
is spreading back and forth
I don't know
This dark navy color
is down to the deep depths
opening, and peeking

Um, well...
If you please, dance more and more
Kalinka? Malinka?
Just play the chord
What should I do about such feelings?
Can't you tell me? Just a little?

Loud and clear, 524
Freud? Keloid?
Just hit the key
Everything, all's to be laughed at
Hurry, dance, with all your foolishness

Yes, in [bad word] way,
clap,clap your hands childishly
The slightly moving [bad word] makes me feel dizzy
The zone 7 call
Surely, in a good way
the world's temperature
will melt me!

You and me, rendezvous? Rendezvous? Rendezvous?
Oh, or out on a hopping adventure?
With a crooked gait, one-two, one-two

Ah, spit out the rendezvous all the way down your throat
The [bad word] vomit progresses to a bellow
Hey, capture with that wrist of yours,
your palm is wide, like all things in nature
so catch me for me (laughs)

Um, well...
Listen a little - it's something important
Kalinka? Malinka?
Just pinch my cheek
It's just that I can't control myself
Should we do more fantastic things?

Pain, hurt, but no, don't cry
Parade? Marade?
Just clap some more
Wait, you say, wait, wait
Before we drop to just one...

The interval of YOU&I
Between stickly and falling in bed, rendezvous
Oh, or in a sweet prison adventure?
Fly Heaven
Tottering these steps into a 1,2 1,2

Down with a sickness?
Show me your song!
See how today...
I'm still a patched up, crazy matryoshka!

On the contrary
If you please, dance more and more
(Oh, on the contrary, I see...)
Kalinka? Malinka?
Just play the chord
What should I do about such feelings?
(Are you really alright with such feelings?)
Can't you tell me? Just a little?
(It's alright, no problems)

Loud and clear, 524
Freud? Keloid?
Just hit the key
Everything, all's to be laughed at
Hurry, and dance no longer!
(Bye, b~ye!)

Smooch, smooch...
Will there be a blank with the technique vomit
Or do you want it to be the end?
For an alternate harmony echo
If I move too quickly, then move with me

kiss me kiss me
warped world
Stopping time and talking is still not enough,
The words I got tired of hearing festers my [bad word] Even so, I don't mind it
Will the disliked [bad word] [bad word] 
Bye-bye, my hand that overflowed with "goodbye"
The puzzle's decillionth
Piece put together
To what is a matryoshka without it's contents?
Love included with a microphone
Loud as is clear, 524