i'm supposed to professionally use you for money and sweets.
and probably for being my mighty superior
if the situation will turn out to need that.
but night, i like you w
you're quite that good.

there's gonna be something more than sweets
i will probably take you to my side for this long.
you gonna like that. everyone likes that, だよね!

not everyone is capable of taking care about me, love.
but you are good. cos you can keep my heart racing.
you keep me feeling like i probably never let me feel.
chasing, making unmoved, doing not kindly at all.

flames and fire, you made that shadow of me alive.
i love you for that, you know. i was missing that.
you are a bad black prince from the left riverside.
keep me in, keep me harsh.

your pride, your arrogance, your way of hurting.
...
we get along well as long as you can talk politics, sex and moments to me.
you think you can do me, take me and use whatever you want. i won't blame.
i see where's your breaking line is going through. i can end it just like that is,
you can't even imagine, sweetheart. who's using whom for what now. yeahs.
yet you're going with *omae sa* and can't call me by my name. that great.

i'm trying to teach, there's something more than in just doing someone.
i couldn't teach each Charlie, but i want to teach you. that fucking much.
believe me, there's much more in doing me, however good i could be.
be good, be better, stay yourself. try to break without actually breaking.

you are breathtaking and tempting. could you manage the double. please?