On the night of our first show On the night of Nap Eyes' very first show On the night of all nines On the night of all nine lives in a row If I met my sister, oh Well but I must have missed her, oh If I had the sick thought Not one of my friends sticks with me Not one of my friends is with me till the end Most of my friends, they just dis me They may dismiss me from a distance then Oh but there's no need to feel insecure But at the toll of track two, track After I tried to talk to you, talk But when I find my way back, way Now that it seems like just a dream anyway Oh anyway