Agharta

[Intro]
Agharta, Pangaea. The words filling our heads all day and all night
Fill between kick and snare Swung hi-hat, quivering between life and death

[Zo Shit]
Born in the village called Tokyo
Not knowing I know nothing. I'm a silly man living in the city
The pleasure that lets me forget the barren love, Heading to the money deal bed of Styx
Institutional Shangri-La. Of course not interested, but nowhere else to go
Forgot the original reason long ago. If I'm cog of the wheel,I'd rather roll like a fool
When depressed I keep making beats at home. When I'm free I always ride my bicycle to Monjoe's house
Sometimes get dressed to look different. Basking in the short reberbation of this tambourine
Since Zo Zhit's appeal is not "raw like a sushi" As long as this Ableton goes, I don’t give a fuck about it
Too early to die, This is my philosophy to survive tonight

[Chorus, Zo Shit & Botsu ]
Agharta, Pangaea. The words filling our heads all day and all night
Fill between kick and snare Swung hi-hat, quivering between life and death
Agharta, Pangaea. The words filling our heads all day and all night
Fill between kick and snare Swung hi-hat, quivering between life and death

[TAITAN MAN]
Can't wear a hoodie to pretend I'm with karma
So I never give up to the rapper culture
"Whether laughable or hot" is just my own law
My tuning fork of emotion is already broken. Gone, no response
That moment is left and forgotten. The memory I haven't touched since
Now it's disappeared, far away
Spending every day not to overlook the stories that we can't find even in the corner of the world
The noise heard at the "Park Court" I was born and raised in. Heard saying "Asshole" when walked outside. Camp Zama
But, at the end of the day, it's all fake. Rinsing them down into my stomach

[Chorus, Zo Shit & Botsu]
Agharta, Pangaea. The words filling our heads all day and all night
Fill between kick and snare Swung hi-hat, quivering between life and death
Agharta, Pangaea. The words filling our heads all day and all night
Fill between kick and snare Swung hi-hat, quivering between life and death