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| Japan | English |
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| tsume ga wareteru kami ga nuketeru heyajuu ga naiteru
saketa shitagi no chibusa no oku no koukai ga furueru itai no wa AMARIRISU saiteta AMARIRISU AITSU ga nageta KURISTARU hitotsu dake nokotteta ai suki da to sasayaki mata naguru NAMEta me ga nikurashii machidooshikute nakun ja nai tada soto ga mitai dake konna ATASHI no mukashi to ieba haraPEKO to kasabuta kusatta hei no wareta GARASU no BINIIRU ga furueru itai no wa AMARIRISU saiteta AMARIRISU AITSU ga nageta shashin ni wa hitotsu dake nokotteta haha otoko wa dare demo onnaji no gebita me ga asamashii wasuretai kara nakun ja nai tada yoru ga kowai dake akai AMARIRISU saiteta AMARIRISU korogarikonda kono heya ni hitotsu dake nokotteta ai GOMEN to tsubuyaki itta mama sameta me ga nikurashii ura kanashikute nakun ja nai tada minna iya na dake uso to honto de mata naguru NAMEta me ga nikurashii machidooshikute nakun ja nai tada asu ga mitai dake | My nails are breaking, my hair is falling out, the entire room is crying
The regrets deep inside my breast underneath my bra I took off are shivering The one who is hurting is an amaryllis, an amaryllis that has bloomed. The crystal that he threw at me was the only love that we had left. The whispers that said "I love you", I lash out again. My wet eyes seem like they are pure hate The waiting time is so far away, don't cry. I just want to see the surface. If you talk about me back then, I was hungry and covered in scabs The vinyl of the broken glass to the rotten room shivered. The one who is hurting is an amaryllis, an amaryllis that has bloomed. The picture that he threw at me was of my only mother I had left Are men all the same? their vulgar eyes all are shameful I want to forget, so don't cry, it's just that I'm afraid of the night A red amaryllis, an amaryllis that has bloomed. Falling down in this room was the only single piece of remaining love When you mumbled "sorry" my frozen eyes seem like they are pure hate My insides are so sad, don't cry. It's just that I hate everyone. I lash out once again at what is falsehood and true My wet eyes seem like they are pure hate The waiting time is so far away, don't cry. I just want to see tomorrow. |