I'm tired of so many falsehoods The one said it was Saturday Forget the world around those who change moods Or the abandoned place of the mind was on another path Sick lies fly like a turbocharged wing And now this person from somewhere wanders in uncertainty Braving fears and without dying After all, a low tip won't let me forget The day when we were just other people's puppets Fighting without knowing There is no time to stop fighting For Ms Friday, Mr Saturday And everything remains the way it was before The hole is much lower This sense is so strong Saturday did not resign So we shall not lawless reign Don't let others know That it was all just another wasted day There's no time to stop fighting For Ms Friday Mr Saturday And everything remains the way it was before There's no time to stop fighting For Ms Friday Mr Saturday And everything remains the way it was before Way it was before It's not the time to stop There's no time to stop There's no time to stop For Ms Friday Mr Saturday There's no time to stop For Ms Friday Mr Saturday There's no time to stop for Ms Friday Mr Saturday Oh! Stop fighting