Verse 1:
Her hair was baby blue,
her eyes a violet hue.
Now I'm down for violence, who
could bring the death unto D-Real?

I feel the solace too,
the comfort of a bruise.
Laceration of your views,
deprecating what is you.

Wonder how you're getting through,
I pen these ones and twos.
Time forgotten of your youth,
them girls I call my boos.

From the days of knocking boots,
making music with my muse.
Beds would shake till they amused,
bet you wish that I was mute.

Well (oh oh)
You truly goofed.
I give you all a haha,
while my soul is being wooed.

When people fractured our hearts,
it was manga that doctored us.
Getting tired of life,
but would live, I know it would prosper us.

Plot our time to ignite,
sometimes the feeling was phosphorus.
Give it all for my love,
don't spark my Otto Apocalypse.

I could find a way to go on,
they say I'm so positive that I'm emitting protons.
It's OVA the boat's on, I'll find a way to float on.
I even brought a broom, can somebody get me Botan?

Ain't scared of death, hey, you can somebody get me Botan?

Hook:
Her hair was baby blue,
her eyes a violet hue.
They wonder what this do with you,
see Botan was my boo.

Verse 2:
Her hair was baby blue,
her eyes a violet hue.
They wonder what this do with you,
see Botan was my boo.

They're screaming out, "Aye, give me proof,
now show me how that's true."
I'm yelling out, "Say word, say word, say word."

So many blades near my wrist,
was always causing some harm.
Would cut from so many angles,
arithmetic on my arm.

Depression leaked to my palms,
tears would fall when I'm calm.
Subtle traits of my mom,
use anger like it's a charm.

Wonder what's on the strobe, I was digging that Hololive.
Ichigo with the ghost, how I'm living a hollow life.

Pay the toll in my soul,
drink my woe where the bottle lies.
If I'm hoping to grow,
break the bond where the bottle lies.

Constant self-deprecation, really, that doesn't sound cool.
See, I'm amazing, brother, say that's your crown, dude.

Suicide ain't your town, fool, that's not something you're bound to.
Even if you a scoundrel, people love you around you.

Word.

Now all this comes from a phrase,
that Botan conjured to say.
It touched my soul to this day,
she said, "Aye, Urameshi, to die here would be a waste.

Like sure, your action was brave,
but the kid is okay.
Would've been either way,
like death's not something to rush to.

Thinking nobody cares, I think you're selfish, not tough, fool.
Hey, before you throw it away, just take a look.
Who's around you For that, I'll give you a day.

Damn.

Hook:
Her hair was baby blue,
her eyes a violet hue.
They wonder what this do with you,
see Botan was my boo.