Teach, sorry, sorry about the time
How many times do I have to repeat that to you?
Teach, I couldn't leave my house until my mom arrived
You want to end up like your sister
But teach, can you listen to me please?
Alright, go change, right now
There are corpses among our own
Leotards and techno music
Wait, light up the rings of fire
The brave ones jump first
They'll bronze their biceps in the fire
Training a whole semester
Your leotard gets tangled
No matter how much you trip
You always land on your feet
In the middle of the court
There are pieces on your back
And you don't understand anything
And you don't understand anything
Entangled in your yellow braid
Your guts and my cowardice
We have the exit walled up
The brave ones flee first
There are barricades surrounding hell
Your leotard gets tangled
No matter how much you trip
You always land on your feet
In the middle of the court
There are pieces on your back