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I miss SZS. Rumba, rumba, rumba, rumba, rumba (x4) My wandering figure is already reduced to rubble Drifting thinking "somehow it'll happen" The god of bitter smiles has become corrupted With bloodshot eyes and tongue hanging out, smirking, dancing the rumba Marionette made to dance despairing in the palm of someone's hand A fitting stage for a papier-mache figure with a slit throat A face-down rumba Who appraised me? Tigers and leopards are in our hearts They don't even know (In this coarse, vulgar world) that beasts are lurking inside (a quadrillion wannabes) Mark me down and set me loose Those connecting chains broken; I'm here, you're not. Crying and thinking for a while Erase everything! Embracing all those beloved memories; they fade to mist, there's no one here. In my dreams, we dance together