On the night of our first show
On the night of Nap Eyes' very first show
On the night of all nines
On the night of all nine lives in a row
If I met my sister, oh
Well but I must have missed her, oh
If I had the sick thought
Not one of my friends sticks with me
Not one of my friends is with me till the end
Most of my friends, they just dis me
They may dismiss me from a distance then
Oh but there's no need to feel insecure
But at the toll of track two, track
After I tried to talk to you, talk
But when I find my way back, way
Now that it seems like just a dream anyway
Oh anyway
