Crash-pad Driver (Poni Hoax)

Here we drive through the smog and the rain Osakan girl selling shrimps and fame I love to breathe all these toxic fumes See me dancing all alone in my room In my brand new costume Call it hell I call it scenery Call it hell I try it's beauty Call it hell I wash my laundry At night Here we drive through the streets of shame Osakan girl selling her face and her pain I love to breathe your neurotic fumes Everybody lies, it's alright, Take a nap in my room Call it hell I call it scenery Call it hell I try it's beauty Call it hell I destroy the shell