Gomi-Bako NOISE Marionette
Industrial-influenced punk/alternative rock reminiscent of late 90s Japanese visual kei. Aggressive, distorted twin guitars and metallic beats. Male vocals with a high-pitched, slightly husky edge, switching between sarcastic shouting and sneering melodies. Combines chaotic electronic noise with anthemic choruses. Lyrics reflect rebellion, irony, and identity crisis, with a trash-aesthetic dystopia as backdrop. Emotionally charged performance like a broken toy gaining will. Evokes a gritty theatricality with glitchy production and attitude-driven delivery.
Gomi-Bako NOISE Marionette
Industrial-influenced punk/alternative rock reminiscent of late 90s Japanese visual kei. Aggressive, distorted twin guitars and metallic beats. Male vocals with a high-pitched, slightly husky edge, switching between sarcastic shouting and sneering melodies. Combines chaotic electronic noise with anthemic choruses. Lyrics reflect rebellion, irony, and identity crisis, with a trash-aesthetic dystopia as backdrop. Emotionally charged performance like a broken toy gaining will. Evokes a gritty theatricality with glitchy production and attitude-driven delivery.
Lyrics
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錆びついたネジ巻かれて 今日も踊るぜ On stage
シナリオ通りの喜怒哀楽 与えられた役こなすだけ
「右向け右」で揃いのステップ 糸の先には Who's the master?
使い古されたジョーク飛ばし スポットライト浴びてニヤリ
ガラクタだらけのこの街で 夢見るだけならタダだけど
いつしか心もジャンク品 値札もつかずにポイ捨てかい？
「お前のためだ」と囁く声 甘い言葉の裏には毒針
操り人形だと気づいても 踊り続けるしかないのかい？
Rusty strings, a painful cling
ギリギリ軋む My Soul
Tangled up, I'm about to pop
制御不能な衝動
Cut the strings, you damn controller! I'm not your puppet anymore!
Screaming in the junk yard, hear my noise, break the silence, make a choice!
Gomi-Bako NOISE Marionette, dance, you fools, to a broken beat
This marionette's got burning feet, smash it all with my own heat!
ショーケースの中の綺麗な Dolls 羨望の眼差し浴びながら
埃まみれの僕たちは 見世物小屋のピエロかい？
「個性」なんて言葉は綺麗事 結局は規格外の不良品
リサイクルもされずに山積み 忘れ去られる運命か
でもな 聞こえるか？ この胸の奥で鳴り響くビート
ガラクタだって魂はあるぜ 腐った世界に中指立てろ
誰かのルールに縛られて 息苦しいならぶっ壊せ
お利口さんじゃいられないんだ カンシャク起こして暴れたい
Filthy stage, a burning rage
ビリビリ震える My Heart
Break away, no more delay
今すぐ解き放て
Cut the strings, you damn controller! I'm not your puppet anymore!
Screaming in the junk yard, hear my noise, break the silence, make a choice!
Gomi-Bako NOISE Marionette, dance, you fools, to a broken beat
This marionette's got burning feet, smash it all with my own heat!
No more orders! No more lies!
I'll choose my own damn destiny!
このガラクタの声を聞け！ 錆びた身体で叫んでやる！
It's my revolution... My rebellion...
Yeah, tear it down! Burn it all!
糸が切れたマリオネット… 自由か？ それともただのゴミか…？
Cut the strings, you damn controller! I'm not your puppet anymore!
Screaming in the junk yard, hear my noise, break the silence, make a choice!
Gomi-Bako NOISE Marionette, dance, you fools, to a broken beat
This marionette's got burning feet, smash it all with my own heat!
No more strings... No more... NO MORE!
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Lyric｜English translation
Wound-up with rusted screws, I dance again on stage tonight
Just playing out the script, the highs and lows, the role I’ve been assigned
Marching in sync to the master’s beat—who’s pulling these threads of mine?
Cracking jokes that long expired, I fake a smile under the spotlight
In this city of junk and broken dreams, yeah, dreaming’s free—but that’s all it is
Even my heart’s turned second-hand, tossed out like trash without a price tag
“The world is doing this for you,” they whisper sweet with poison underneath
Even knowing I’m a puppet, am I still forced to dance?
Rusty strings, it hurts to cling
My soul creaks at the edge
Tangled tight, ready to snap
These urges I can't suppress
Cut the strings, you damn controller! I'm not your puppet anymore!
Screaming loud in the junkyard night, break the silence, make some noise!
Gomi-Bako( trash can ) NOISE Marionette—dance, you fools, to a fractured beat
This puppet’s got fire in its feet—I'll burn it down with my own heat!
In their pristine glass cases, perfect dolls just soak up stares of envy
While we, dust-covered and broken, are the circus clowns on display
“Individuality” sounds nice, but they call us flawed and throw us out
No recycling, no redemption, just piles of forgotten fate
But hey—can you hear it? That beat thundering deep inside my chest
Even junk’s got a soul, you know—so flip the bird to this rotten world
If rules are choking the life from you, then crush ‘em, rip ‘em apart
I can't play nice anymore—it's time to throw a fit and tear it down!
Filthy stage, a burning rage
My heart trembles with voltage
No more delay, break away
Unleash me right this moment
Cut the strings, you damn controller! I'm not your puppet anymore!
Screaming loud in the junkyard night, break the silence, make some noise!
Gomi-Bako NOISE Marionette—dance, you fools, to a fractured beat
This puppet’s got fire in its feet—I'll burn it down with my own heat!
No more commands, no more lies
I’ll write my own damn fate
Hear this voice from the scrap heap rise—I’ll scream with my rusted frame
This is my revolution... my rebellion...
Yeah, tear it all down—burn it clean!
When the strings snap, am I finally free… or just another piece of trash?
Cut the strings, you damn controller! I'm not your puppet anymore!
Screaming loud in the junkyard night, break the silence, make some noise!
Gomi-Bako NOISE Marionette—dance, you fools, to a fractured beat
This puppet’s got fire in its feet—I'll burn it down with my own heat!
No more strings… No more… NO MORE!
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©T-Anna