Going to bed everyday at dawn and continuously sleeping.

going straight to the studio thanks to a falling feeling.

my business is a musician, a winning position.

playing in the front line, clearing throat coming out of an idol’s mouth.

if I’ll ask you don’t have to worry, but what’s your true identity.

you can explain but there’s no need to.

you’re mistaken if you think you can judge me by just seeing, hearing and feeling me.

my music is stealing girls’ nights like insomia

those manias that are called idols for a reason ignoring our team without mercy

but I’m gonna deal with these losers earphones, their music is baby talk

i’m a musician of the next generation wearing a mask of an idol, starting from the inside i’m a d boy

keeping my principle in this music industry full of lies.