Lyric

Wake the blocks—hands up, no whisper

This is a sweet threat—come a little closer

Coin slots grin on the vending line

Paper cup drum on the handlebar time

Crosswalk ticks like teeth in a gear

I press the night—kakunin? no fear

Tape on my knuckles, sugar on my lip

If rules are candy, let them melt and drip

Bite down the doubt—grit, then grin

Count on my palm—san, ni, ichi, in

Sweet threats—soft voice, hard steps

Wrap the city tight, then loosen the nets

No saints, no masters—tear the label

I flip the table—daijoubu—we’re able

Chew up the clock, spit shimmer and heat

Roller shutter coughs, a spark in the seam

Sticker ghosts bloom on the soda machine

If caution’s a fence, I paint the gate wide

Kimi ga ikou to— I stand by your side

Shoes on the line, left-right—keep time

Chug to the drop—let the kick drum prime

Kiss of the risk—ok? I’m fine

I crown a traffic cone—make room

I turn a warning sign into bloom

Faster heartbeat—yubi de kazoe

Sweet threat—todoke—let’s go, let’s go

Chug—chug—steel on the floor

Double-kick thunder—give me one more

Sweet threats—write it on air

Sugar the wind till the locks don’t care

No saints, no masters—names off the plaster

Te wo tsunaide—ikuzo,ikuzo

Suit unzipped, but the courage stays

Ashita mo koi—same wild ways