Fake Town Baby (”Blood Blockade Battlefront”) Studio Yuraki (Ft. Sam Luff)

I’m sane, but it’s trick or treat
I’m right, but it’s truth certainly
Well then “awesome!” welcome to tragedy
Fake town, Fake town, baby

I’m sane, but it’s trick or treat
I’m right, but it’s truth certainly
Well then “awesome!” welcome to tragedy
Fake town, Fake town, baby

Yielding to compassion is so futile
Trying to relax would be detrimental
Hello me, hello you, clock’s ticking down in our
Fake town, Fake town

Tell me how long has it been, I don’t remember when I started having all these thoughts
I was ready for a win, but now it’s too bad! The world is all too noisy now
I don’t remember what my percent chance of being happy truly is

We never needed a God for our prayers, if there was, we don’t care anyway!
Who even owns the land we walk on?
Bittersweet, it’s one or the other, tell me how’s it taste?
“I hate the things that I hate, so shut up, go away!”
Yeah you’ll never get far if that’s all you ever say
If you sit and complain no-one will listen
So get up ‘cause that’s just the way we do it in this town