Lyric

Wake the street—mask on, hearts loud!

Pink suit zipped—let the rumor out

Shoes pick up syrup from the crosswalk seams

Vending lights blink slow—coin-slot dreams

Alley cats freeze when the shutter shakes

I tag the air with a bubble of mistakes

Drum in my chest, plastic smile wide

Don’t act small—let the candy decide

Siren inside me, claw through the lace

Count on my hand—let’s flip this place

I’m the Pink Monster—sweeter than fear

Bite down the night till the roads run clear

Hands in the air, no saints, no masters

Kiss the trouble—run faster, faster

Chew up the hours like gum on the rail

Spit out the doubt, we’ll dance without fail

Stoplight ticks like a metronome scar

Paper cup drums on the handlebar

If rules are sugar, they melt in rain

Paint your name with a sticky stain

Left foot—right foot—hold my sleeve

Growl at the dark till the dark believes

Hidari—migi—tomatte—susume

Pink on your lips? good. Now misbehave

I’m the Pink Monster—sweeter than fear

Bite down the night till the roads run clear

Hands in the air, no saints, no masters

Kiss the trouble—run faster, faster

I turn a traffic cone into a crown

I turn your careful plan upside down

Kakomu—sukuu—nigasu—modoru

If joy is illegal, break that law

Chug to the curb—let the kickdrum claw

Jaw full of thunder, I’ll bite that floor

I’m the Pink Monster—city says please

Sugar the wind, make the doubts say cheese

No saints, no masters—tear off the plaster

Take my hand—faster, faster

Oyasumi ja nai—mada odore

Zip down the suit? maybe—ashita mo koi