not understanding things like the meaning of happiness, unable to bloom again, aren't you withering?
I won't let that happen
if you don't exist, I can't either
just give me a little time
a rendezvous under the clear sky
a lonely person and egoism
the two of us, with you swaying with the constellations,
which are like swarovski crystals floating over a black curtain
"just do it"
it's impossible to live cleverly
by praying, you want to instantly disappear completely?
everyday I tell you, who is 'tired of living', to "please live"
oh shit
bring the noise
throw away the instructions on how to smile
the echoing rhythm continues
as usual, the smartly dressed, self-important intellectual looks down on others
"you're incompetent, you're lower than an ant"
it's true, you aren't supposed to be able to secure yourself a life filled with happiness
so at the very least, let's sing
look for a pay phone in Shibuya that's out of sight
let your current situation of running about trying to escape R.I.P.
say goodbye to that cutter you won't relinquish
I'll watch you and only you for eternity
even though I say that, you won't change, so you'll have perpetual youth and longevity
so at the very least, let this voice wither, a rhythm machine that cuts rhymes and melodies
a lyrical murderer that saves you... is something I want to become, eh
oh shit
bring the noise
well then, sign here
a contract to never separate
mannequins don't tell lies
they stay by your side without saying anything... but that hand is too cold
don't forget, okay?
I value how you always depend on me
"hey, please stay by my side. catch me. touch me.
we'll weep together. we'll laugh together.
because... just 'anyone' won't do... if it's not 'you', it won't do..."
I want to be in that kind of relationship
to the extent that it's almost annoying
as usual, the smartly dressed, self-important intellectual looks down on others
"you're incompetent, you're lower than an ant"
it's true, you aren't supposed to be able to secure yourself a life filled with happiness
so at the very least, let's sing
mannequins don't tell lies
they stay by your side without saying anything... but that hand is too cold
don't forget, okay?
you're not alone
right here is where you'll belong
