I'm tired of so many falsehoods
The one said it was Saturday
Forget the world around those who change moods
Or the abandoned place of the mind was on another path

Sick lies fly like a turbocharged wing
And now this person from somewhere wanders in uncertainty
Braving fears and without dying
After all, a low tip won't let me forget

The day when we were just other people's puppets
Fighting without knowing

There is no time to stop fighting
For Ms Friday, Mr Saturday
And everything remains the way it was before

The hole is much lower
This sense is so strong
Saturday did not resign
So we shall not lawless reign

Don't let others know
That it was all just another wasted day

There's no time to stop fighting
For Ms Friday Mr Saturday
And everything remains the way it was before

There's no time to stop fighting
For Ms Friday Mr Saturday
And everything remains the way it was before

Way it was before
It's not the time to stop
There's no time to stop
There's no time to stop
For Ms Friday Mr Saturday

There's no time to stop
For Ms Friday Mr Saturday

There's no time to stop for Ms Friday Mr Saturday
Oh! Stop fighting