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| Japan | English |
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| unou no kizuato kizukanai uchi ni
daremo mina mukiryoku sousasareteiru garasubako no naka suketemieru sueta sekai okoru koto mo naku terebi wo miru mainichi kawabari no isu kara kogoe de sasayaku rekishi sae dareka no kotoba de kesareru garasubako no naka shikakerare naeta kurashi sakebu koto mo naku oyoideiru mainichi You're tired mebiusu na Style wo kaerunara mune no Switch wo kire yo We're tired mebiusu na Crisis no nyuusu wa daremo keshite yami wa shinai zutto unou no kizuato kizukanai uchi ni daremo mina mukiryoku sousasareteiru garasubako no naka suketemieru sueta sekai okoru koto mo naku terebi wo miru mainichi You're tired mebiusu na System wo hazuretara mune no Switch wa keseru We're tired mibiusu na Promise ni narasarete daremo Switch wa daremo You're tired mebiusu na Style wo kaerunara mune no Switch wo kire yo We're tired | Without us noticing, the scar on the right side of our brain
has manipulated us into becoming apathetic. Looking through a glass box at this rotten world. Unable to get angry, we watch TV everyday. Whispering from atop a leather chair, even history can be erased by someone's words. Inside a glass box, setting up this withered lifestyle. Unable to scream out, we drift around everyday. You're tired. If this moebius-esque style can be altered then the switch to our souls can be severed. We're tired. These moebius-esque critical headlines will never stop anyone, ever. Without us noticing, the scar on the right side of our brain has manipulated us into becoming apathetic. Looking through a glass box at this rotten world. Unable to get angry, we watch TV everyday. You're tired. If this moebius-esque system were to fail then the switch to our souls can be turned off. We're tired. This moebius-esque promise, if we get accustomed to it then anyone can switch, anyone. You're tired. If this moebius-esque style is altered then the switch to our souls can be severed. We're tired. |