Cibo Matto - Sunday Part II lyrics

Why can't we dance in the same groove every day?

My step starts from 6 to 1, from 6 to 1, you make fun of my honesty

But I think consciousness is the same in space... in space...

I'm living in the second world, I'm watching, watching you from the second world

Don't complain about it, baby, I can not be perfect for you

Still learning every Sunday, I just spend. I just spend...every Sunday... every