We've smelled a lot on buses

Rolling scented candles

Burning good

Just like my soul

Small bags of speckled tablets

They teach me math

Who decides the answers

I turned on my nostalgic device

Memories pop up instantly

Koji talks in his own way

(We're super bros)

Just like all of us

Never be ashamed of anything

They say we’ve got no chance

No bravery to stand

Caught in some kind of sanity that brings out the worst in me

Some be voids

Voids work for nothing

Do something, do something

Aokigahara

Go picking mushrooms

Went a little too far

Found white truffles

Saw a paper plane fly off in the fog

I'll do the same

And I’ll never rain

Run from candy canes