In this approximately infinite universe
I know a girl who's in constant hell
No love or pill could keep her cool
'cause there's 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 there's something she's 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 who's raising constant hell
No love or bottle could fix her good
'cause there's a thousand holes in her head

And the wind of the future blows through her head
Saying there's no point of return
The wind of the universe blows off her soul
Telling her there's 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