Lyrics:

'Pandamoranda'


I think you're swelling, ready to sink and swallow, is this your true love? It's a pleasure to meet you
America. Wait for signs of youth, wait for signs that never arrive.

Ringing your bell and anger with the pandamoranda, wait for signs of youth, wait for signs that never
arrive.

Like this is a white coliseum and you are the fighter, why not pretend that you have the strength of
victorious men, and let's say the bull is nearly approaching with speed and agility. take off your shirt
and wave in the air because you are the sign.