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by Yuki Yuki Yasumi

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released February 14, 2015

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Yuki Yuki Yasumi Philadelphia, Pennsylvania

Sometimes funky, Japanese-influenced electronic dance metal ready to slaughter your eardrums with shiny guitar riffs, wailin' vocals, and catchy-ass "Yukibeats". Love love para headbang high energy explosion rhythm!

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Track Name: Eyes of Innocence (Nutty Menthol Mix)
I thought I could live without you. Despite you.
A testament to this lie I learned to despise. I ask why.
How could I remain the same, when delusions drive me insane, it rains,
Corrosive from the sky, I die.

In your arms, photos scattered on the bedroom floor, ignore,
The captured essence, a sulfuric incense, so intense,
Each last drop, awakens a pain so deep, hidden underneath,
if only you knew.

Walking tall, until I fall, off this flat earth.
(Not to be beguiled by images created for show)
Holding hands, till we understand, what it's all worth.
(Only to be defiled one last time)

Once with your arms to guild me, the wind, it wraps around me.
Now daring to break free, the eyes of innocence shatter me.
A pain I'm living, for you I'm giving. I know my love was true.

Echoing shame, each new flame resurrecting the pain, clenching to my brain.
Why escape? The mind rape. You perpetrate, when in fact, we can never go
back, The seasons turn, love drips,
from the tips of our lying tongues.

Each a roller coaster or a wreaking ball. Prior to feeling ten feet tall.
Should have known to listen to those butterflies, cause they're always
inside, when fixated on eyes, eliminating tries to pay head to an
internal clock,

Head rocks, Block selective memories. Protective energies. Circle cast to
thwart enemies, Eliminate tenancies to fall deeper into the darkest love.
Waves of approval sweep this death from above.

Walking tall, until I fall, off this flat earth.
(Not to be beguiled by images created for show)
Holding hands, till we understand, what it's all worth.
(Only to be defiled one last time)
Track Name: Anata No Ichiban (Wake Up Bake Out Mix)
Let it be known, trust ya' as far as can be thrown, but I don't want to be alone.
Let it be now, never on the prowl, so you won't have to cry foul. I'm thinking out loud
About rapid eye movement, the reason for exasperation. My inspiration,
Is wrung to the point of dehydration.
I want you, but you don't know we co-exist.
Only in my mind, I see the chances missed.

I might not be, the guy that you're looking for,
It's a possibility that I'm so much more.
The time will come when I stop your heart, doki dokiドキドキ.
The moon will shine, and then it's nighty-night, poki poki.

Konbon boku ni anata no ichiban wo narasaseru.
Doryoku suru noni anata ga kirai.
今晩僕にあなたの一番をならさせる。
努力するのにあんたが嫌い。

Wake up, break out, not a front, nor a fake out.
it's about time we get together and make out.
Going to your room, getting in your bed, ending up on the floor.
I'll give you just what you're looking for.

Let it be mine, holding out for the big time, when you should just chill, and let it unwind.
Let it be real, I believe in how I feel, but I'm silenced by your sexy appeal.
I'm vitamin crushing so deeply. Shying away so sheepishly.
Even though I'm the triple Y, Yuki Yuki Yasumi. 
Here I am baby, I'm your tool, you can use me. Pick me back up, I want to let you abuse me.

I'm not your dream, apparition. So get rid of your superstition.
I'm not your illusion, maboroshii まぼろしい, so let me be your reality.
Track Name: Sexy Japanese Maid (Mild Seven Mix)
Hair soft, smooth, blackest of all... も一度行ってください。
僕の日本語分くなかさた。But that's okay baby, ไม่เป็นไร.
すみません。何時ですか。Might it be time to take off your bra?
I think... I know... baby I'm in love.

Skin china white, turn out the lights, and baby you watch and see me go.
僕が好きですか。 あなたが必要。
ピヨンピヨ、プ二プ二、キスキス。
A little obsessed, you're my perfect blue.
Don't reject me baby I already miss you.

Cannot please. I get on my knees.
セクシマドが欲しい。
あなたわとても萌え。
セクシマドとェチイしたい。
あなたわとても可愛い。

Baby the way to sway... 大きけさ。
Teeth a little crooked, but your smile so cute... 小さい胸。
I want to take you back in the broom closet, 毎週, 毎日, every week, everyday.
I think... I know... baby I'm in love.

Skin porcelain cold, turn out the lights, and baby I can warm your body.
僕の好きですか。I hope you do cause you're such a hottie.
ピヨンピヨ、プ二プ二、キスキスA little obsessed, you're my perfect blue.
Don't reject me baby I already miss you.

Cannot please. I get on my knees.
セクシマドが欲しい。
あなたわとても萌え。
セクシマドとェチイしたい。
あなたわとても可愛い。

You're red hot baby... 赤いね。Girl, I'm telling you....

休み representing' the maid team, living the 萌えdream, eating crème
brulée, Pink Cream like 69. Drinking Mother's Milk.
Several scenarios would be fine, if my life was a harem anime.
Everyday surrounded by maids. Eating らめん and getting paid.
I've got more ガシュポン and PVC statues than gold records.
I've got おこのみやき with 焼きそば, pull out the 納豆 and the 酒。
I'm like Tech N9ne, rolling 日本語 speaking beatrices.
Pull out the mattresses for cosplay idol actresses.

They're so small, like porcelain dolls, standing just over 5 feet tall.
And my Pocket Monster's just got to catch them all.
これわ僕の電話番号です。
Baby give me a call. Baby just say yes.

Days will go by, as will the years.
We'll share the memories and the tears.
Track Name: Kitsune Udon (NES RY4 Mix)
Night time. If I snack after midnight, I'm gonna have bad dreams. Dreams so bad, it'll make
me scream.
It's hard to recuperate from a cold sweet, from a lost bet, heavy pet till the futon is wet.
It's the only action you'll get.
She might be refined, processed, preserved, but never canned.
She might spoil if kept overnight, but I don't care I want to be her man.
She's unpasteurized, just how I like it. She's fertilizer and hormone free.
Would you hold the tofu?

Oh... Kitsune Udon,
She's my spicy won-ton
She's got the special sauces that'll get me through the night.

Somethings I don't fully understand, somethings I don't fully recognize.
It's hard to concentrate on anything, with that school girl uniform skirt pulled up above
your thighs.
She might be a Yakuza, I can tell by her missing pinky and by her dragon tattoo,
She might be a Triad, I see her driving the fish truck round town, she might be into voodoo.
Would you hold the noodles?

Oh... Kitsune Udon,
She's my spicy won-ton
She's got that side order of yakitori that'll get me through the night.

She might be a Jersey Devil, or a New York Ranger, or Osaka woman, I'm in love...
Itsu demo ii yo... an homage to camel toe... whatever way the sin blows, nothing really
matters.
Can you hold the Bonito Flakes?

Oh... Kitsune Udon,
She's my spicy won-ton
I've got the squeeze bottle of mayonnaise that'll get her through the night.
Oh... tokimeki,
She's my spicy kimchi,
Sore wa chitsu da that'll get me through the night.
Track Name: S.O.S. (Anytime Vaping Cigarette Mix)
How can I brave another morning tuned in to her resonance?
How can I carry on, never again to return to innocence?
In this still frame, a sketching of your madness
It's all you ever wanted. It's all that's crumbling.

I can see them floating around me
In this fading out existence
I can hear them cheering for me
I think I'm going to change (the world).

はるひ, can't you see the walls are falling?
Are we just your playthings? Can't you hear us calling?
But, I won't let melancholy spoil my 夏休み.

The words seem to bleed the walls dry of every emotion.
I'm falling through. I'm falling. There's nothing left to do.
So much for friends, so much for boredom,
so much for time, now it's gone.
Now she's gone, but I'm not ready to move on.

But I won't let melancholy spoil my 夏休み.
僕たち の 恋 いつ まで も...
I'm never going to break your heart.
I'm going to shatter illusion with just one kiss.