Lyric

I wonder if the time has come

I thought I blended in well but now I feel like worn-out dead stock

The world will end and will I become an antique? No way!

A hope found in the morning dew

The excitement carried by the breeze

Circle back to revive again and again

There’s no time left to control my emotion

Not afraid of anything Mr. Deadstock

Nothing to be anxious about so don’t stop

On a journey till the day reach the mountain top

And all the scars and agony change you into vintage

Not afraid of anything Mr. Deadstock

Nothing to be anxious about so don’t stop

On a journey till the day reach the mountain top

So what's the next plan? How to live?

Carve the present Hey! Mister

On a journey till the day I

On a journey till the day I

Reach the mountain top

And I will be

But I feel like worn-out dead stock

Will I finally be an antique?

No way! I will be

No way! I will be

Not afraid of anything Mr. Deadstock

On a journey till the day reach the mountain top

And all the scars and agony change you into vintage

Not afraid of anything Mr. Deadstock

Nothing to be anxious about so don’t stop

On a journey till the day reach the mountain top

So what’s the next plan? How to live?

Carve the present Hey! Mister

You'll be, you'll be, you'll be, you'll be, you'll be fine

Unblemished dead stock