Mune no oku, yureteru no
Kao no nai yume bakari miru no
Tojita me no akai yami de chiratsuku kara
Mada nemurenai
Kuroi yoru, gaadoreeru, suigintou
Kemuru you na hikari
Kizuitara, otoshite shimatte
Hajiketa boku no hikari
Zaza furi amaoto sasatteku memorii
Azayaka na toumei nagarenai omoide
Zaza nari suna arashi terebi gamen monokuroomu
Nigiyaka na kodoku utsuranai kokoro de
Kizande kizande in mai raifu
Kizande kizande in mai raifu
Karamawari, hitorigoto
Maru kaite owari ni shitai na
Garasu mado, biidama mitai ni
Hajiketa boku no ishiki
Zaza furi suiteki nijindeku memorii
Adeyaka ni toumei koborenai omoide
Zaza nari zatsuon noizu gamen shindoroomu
Hanayaka ni kodoku mienai kokoro de
Chigitte chigitte in mai raifu
Chigitte chigitte in mai raifu
Zankyou, hibiware
Hijou jitai, nakiwarai
Kowagari? Tsuyogari?
Negatibu? Pojitibu?
Zaza furi amaoto sasatteku memorii
Azayaka na toumei nagarenai omoide
Zaza nari suna arashi terebi gamen monokuroomu
Nigiyaka na kodoku utsuranai kokoro de
Kizande kizande in mai raifu
Kizande kizande in mai raifu
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I'm shaking deep within my heart
I've been having faceless dreams
They flicker in the red darkness behind my closed eyes
So I still can't sleep
A dark night, a guardrail, a mercury lamp
Light like smoke
Next thing I know, I've dropped it
My light bursts open
The sound of pouring rain pierces my memories
So brilliantly clear, a love that won't wash away
The howling wind, a monochrome sandstorm on the TV
In this heart that doesn't reflect the lively loneliness
I etch, etch my life
I etch, etch my life
Fruitless efforts, talking to myself
I want to draw a circle and end it
A glass window, like a marble
My consciousness bursts open
The sound of pouring rain blurs my memories
So beautifully clear, a love that won't spill over
The howling noise of the TV screen, a syndrome
In this heart that doesn't see the brilliant loneliness
Tearing, tearing, tearing in my life
Tearing, tearing, tearing in my life
Echoes, cracks
Emergency, smiling through the tears
Cowardice? Bravado?
Negative? Positive?
The sound of pouring rain pierces my memories
So brilliantly clear, a love that won't wash away
The howling wind, a monochrome sandstorm on the TV
Into this heart that doesn't reflect the lively loneliness
I etch, etch my life
I etch, etch my life
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