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| Japan | English |
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| shinchou ni nareba naru hodo surihetteku honnou
dareka no hagemashi mo yugande kiete furidashi kodoku na tojinai DOOR ga kocchi wo muite hohoendeiru wa yamete shimaeba ii tte kobiri tsuite kamen wa atama kakushite shiri kakusazu yowasa wo misete wa kakehiki jouzu onaji sora miteru hazu na no ni nido to aenai you na tsumetai kyori yoru ni naru to uzuku no wa hyoutenka no kizuato isso kioku no soko made sarattekuretara ii no ni BRAUNkan no naka kara nagareru hakuai seishin mienai KNIFE ga hana no kazu hodo sorotteru shinjitsu mitai na kyozou ga kirei na RIBBON musunde hohoendeiru wa zenbu kowashite shimaette kumo no sukima kara koboreru hosoi hikari kasuka ni dareka kono kokoro wo sukuidashite yo onaji sora miteru hazu na no ni akiramete wa fuujiru tsurenai kyori asa ni naru to horobiru no wa tsukamesou datta yasuragi isso kyou no taion made ubattekuretara ii no ni aitai wa masshiro na koe de nani mo shiranakatta koro ni modorenai wa nozokanaideite atomodori wa dekinai ikura kono te wo nobashitatte kanashii kyori wa umatte ikanai mama nageppanashi no kitai bakari tsuki wo yogoshita no wa ittai dare shimitsuita uso hagasenai ichi, ni no san de asobimashou atashi ga naita namida de betsu no mirai wo tsukurimashou | the more careful I am the more my instinct diminishes
even someone's encouragement warps and is shaken away the lonely door which isn't closed faces this way I'm smiling it'd be better to quit the clinging mask covers the head leaving the bottom exposed showing your weakness is a skilled tactic though we should be looking at the same sky the distance is cold like I'll never see you again the throbbing when it turns to night is a scar below freezing though I'd rather it be washed away to the bottom of my memory a philanthropic spirit streaming from inside a CRT as many unseen knives are gathered as flowers a virtual image resembling reality ties a pretty ribbon I'm smiling everything will be destroyed the thin light spills from a crack in the clouds faintly someone rescue this heart though we should be looking at the same sky the distance is indifferent sealing off resignation perishing when it turns to morning is a peace of mind it seemed I would grasp though I'd rather it be snatched away to the body heat of today I want to see you I can't return to the time I knew nothing with a pure white voice no peeking I can't go back no matter how I stretch this hand I still can't bury the sad distance all hopes are tossed away just who defiled the moon? the lies that stained can't be removed let's play on 1, 2, 3 let's make a different future with the tears I cried |