In this approximately infinite universe
I know a girl whos in constant hell
No love or pill could keep her cool
Cause theres a thousand holes in her heart
And the wind of the past blows through her heart
Reminding her of the people she killed
Wind of now blows off her cool
Telling her theres something shes missed
You know the town of sapporo, she says
Where the men talk rough and never sing
Two bottles of loneliness
Patching the holes in her dream
In this approximately infinite universe
I know a girl whos raising constant hell
No love or bottle could fix her good
Cause theres a thousand holes in her head
And the wind of the future blows through her head
Saying theres no point of return
The wind of the universe blows off her soul
Telling her theres nowhere to go
I wanna sleep, wanna sleep, she says
And take her fix to bed
Two bottles of loneliness
Patching the holes in her dream