the more careful I am the more my instinct diminishes
even someone's encouragement warps and is shaken away
the lonely door which isn't closed faces this way
I'm smiling it'd be better to quit
the clinging mask covers the head leaving the bottom exposed
showing your weakness is a skilled tactic
though we should be looking at the same sky the distance is cold like I'll never see you again
the throbbing when it turns to night is a scar below freezing
though I'd rather it be washed away to the bottom of my memory
a philanthropic spirit streaming from inside a CRT
as many unseen knives are gathered as flowers
a virtual image resembling reality ties a pretty ribbon
I'm smiling everything will be destroyed
the thin light spills from a crack in the clouds faintly
someone rescue this heart
though we should be looking at the same sky the distance is indifferent sealing off resignation
perishing when it turns to morning is a peace of mind it seemed I would grasp
though I'd rather it be snatched away to the body heat of today
I want to see you I can't return to the time I knew nothing
with a pure white voice no peeking I can't go back
no matter how I stretch this hand I still can't bury the sad distance
all hopes are tossed away just who defiled the moon?
the lies that stained can't be removed let's play on 1, 2, 3
let's make a different future with the tears I cried