Sometimes our life is like air-raid
The vitality's attacked by Countless bomber
Sometimes our life is not really happy
Like an interlude without the end
I guess it's all right
If we're in control
It should be all right
Cause nobody mind except us
Sometimes our life is like air-raid
The vitality's attacked by Countless bomber
Sometimes our life is not really happy
Like the pleasure with kind of void
I guess it's all right
If we're in control
The air is filled with smoke
People are all dead
Take a look on the love we're having
Take a look on the reason we're having
Take a look on the life we're living
Take a look on the passion we're having
Take a look on the money we're possessing
Take a look on the time we're having
Take a look on everything around us
Take a look on everything we're owning