Orange slide, the sky that it reflects
                                             Sponge's pride, being dangled
                                             
                                             Spider
                                             The apprehension that was caught alive
                                             It's okay even if I don't hide it
                                             I want to have colored dreams
                                             
                                             Ride on shooting star
                                             With the voice of my heart, like a shotgun
                                             I kept on singing
                                             
                                             Grunge hamster, be grown up
                                             Lobster of revenge, bring it along
                                             
                                             Sniper
                                             I'll say, "What can you see
                                             In that fringed world?"
                                             I want to touch it before I aim for it
                                             
                                             Ride on shooting star
                                             Searching for you, and in withdrawal syndrome
                                             I told a lie
                                             
                                             Ride on shooting star
                                             With the voice of my heart, like a shotgun
                                             I kept on singing