If we could touch and understand everything about each other
                                            We wouldn't even need words or the troublesome signals of attitude
                                            I'm a mediocre person
                                            I can't even do something this simple properly anymore
                                            The pain I've gained as someone who cannot use his signature move
                                            
                                            Tested, worried for others, crying until I'm exhausted
                                            The joys and sorrows I squander
                                            I'm fed up; I'm tired of this error I've grown to hate
                                            Despair and hope, tasted in alternating turns, front and back
                                            Because I don't seem able to become a genius
                                            
                                            Create the talent you lack
                                            Shaking up ordinary sensibilities and sending them flying
                                            To the point where I can't back out anymore
                                            Even a lousy tomorrow, if you're there, I can still fight
                                            
                                            Hey, I love you
                                            It's me who never changes, isn't it?
                                            From beyond the fence I watched, with two outs and the bases loaded
                                            I long for the blue of summer next to me
                                            
                                            Just by choosing the same weapon and loving it
                                            I see the fool I've become
                                            And yet, why do I beg for one more chance?
                                            Taste despair and hope in alternating turns, turning it inside out
                                            There is nothing to lose
                                            
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                                            Create the talent you lack
                                            Cast aside this worthless pride
                                            Strip away the label of inferiority
                                            Ah, consumed by impatience
                                            
                                            I stay vigilant, for I want to end this wretched tomorrow
                                            The sirens are ringing far away
                                            Decide now and throw yourself into this
                                            
                                            Create the talent you lack
                                            Shaking up ordinary sensibilities and sending them flying
                                            To the point I can't back out anymore
                                            Even if tomorrow is a mess, as long as you're there I can still fight
                                            
                                            Create the talent you lack, and kick away the nothingness
                                            Though impermanence and contradiction fall upon me, I will stand up, at least once
                                            Even a terrible tomorrow can be changed, so I can still fight
                                            Until I can laugh again someday