Lyric｜English translation is below.

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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