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Age

Janne Da Arc



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Mikudashikitta sonna taido de osekkyou wa yamete kure
Herikutsu dake de hanasaretemo
Ore wa baka dakara wakaranai

Miushinatta deguchi to buki
Gobusata na lonely play
Chikagoro tsukuriwarai made ga
Umaku natta tte omoetari

Nanimo kowaku nakatta ano koro
Ushinau kowasa wo shitta kore kara ga wakaremichi

Jajji wo kudase! Hayaku ima no mama de
Jibun wo ai senai no nara
Mou kokoro ni uso wo tsuku no wa yamete
Kudaranai nara subete sutete shimae
Jouzu na uso nanka iranai
Gaki da to warau no nara otona ni naranakute ii

Terebi de odoru musumetachi wa konya mo omatsuri sawagi
Ki ni mo tomenakatta egao ni
Chotto iyasarete mitari

Sakaratte bakari ita ano koro
Kado no marui toge sore ja nanimo tsuranukenai

Jajji wo kudase! Hayaku ima no mama de
Jibun wo hokorenai no nara
Rikai dekinai mujun ni hi wo tsukete
Yagate kirameku hoshi no kakera to nari
Hanayaka ni mirai wo terashite
Sukoshi zutsu kanjite iru aoi me no karisuma

Sakaratte bakari ita ano koro
Kado no marui toge sore ja nanimo tsuranukenai

Jajji wo kudase! Hayaku ima no mama de
Jibun wo hokorenai no nara
Rikai dekinai mujun ni hi wo tsukete
Yagate kirameku hoshi no kakera to nari
Hanayaka ni mirai wo terashite
Sukoshi zutsu kanjite iru aoi me no karisuma

Quit lecturing me when you so thoroughly despise me
You can spout your sophistry at me all you want
But I'm stupid, so I won't understand

My lost exit and weapon
I've been a long time without my lonely play
Sometimes I even think I've become good
At faking a smile lately

Back then I wasn't scared of anything
Then I knew the fear of lose, this is where the road forks

Give me a judge! Hurry, at this rate
If I can't love myself anymore
I'll stop lying to myself
If it's boring, I'll throw everything away
I don't need any pretty lies
If you laugh at me for being childish, I don't want to grow up

The dancing girls on TV are making merry again tonight
Their smiles didn't stay with me
But I tried to let them make me feel a little better

Back then I defied everything
A thorn with rounded edges can't pierce anything

Give me a judge! Hurry, at this rate
If I can't be proud of myself
I'll burn up the inconsistencies I can't understand
And eventually become a fragment of a shining star
And shine brilliantly on the future
Little by little, I feel it, that blue-eyed charisma

Back then I defied everything
A thorn with rounded edges can't pierce anything

Give me a judge! Hurry, at this rate
If I can't be proud of myself
I'll burn up the inconsistencies I can't understand
And eventually become a fragment of a shining star
And shine brilliantly on the future
Little by little, I feel it, that blue-eyed charisma

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