I was in a garage that smelled like caviar, yeah
I've been having the craziest dreams
I wish I could sleep a little longer
The gravel was dry on the side of the road
I see a couple of pieces of trash
It looked beautiful now. That's all
That's all. It doesn't matter
Well, it's just, you know, it's twisted

No reckoning, just pretending to be selfish
Just pretending to be selfish
I wonder if we had a good conversation back then

Whatever the color of your hair, like a bud
Whеn dusk falls, it's dyed by the sun, an akaneiro, isn't it?
If thеre's a heart that won't disappear
The fret of the rusted fourth string
Can you fool it with a big muff?


The more I get sick of it, the more I can't say it
It's not the words, it's the poison
Don't look at me like that


Whatever the color of your hair
If it's snowing, I'll hide in the coma white
If there's a pain that won't go away
I'm reminded of a longing that's lost in the dirt
Play octave guitar with that fuzz!

Whatever the color of your hair
If the moon shines on it, it's a dull blue
If there's a beautiful distortion
Let me hear it, yeah
Like a bud


Whatever the color of your hair
I'll find you wherever you go from this stage
If you have a heart that won't go away
A rusty four-string fret
Can you fool me with a big muff?