I'm playing a nonchalant part
For me, the conclusion is that I'll someday disappear
And I won't be allowed to remain even in memory
It seems appropriate
So I will get mixed up secretly
That was my life, my artless days
If you have need of me, I don't mind if you call
Before that, it's just about to regrettably become aware:
My existence... my existence...
In a different dimension,
I might have been able to live as a girl
Ah, I thought it over, but it's no use
If I were to grow a little used to this world and survey it
It would probably be far too strange to be efficient
Process it with a cool head
Yes, process it with a cool head
I get along with others and smile
The usual thing you'd see anywhere
I'm hiding my agenda; I'm terribly sorry
When you hold hands, you communicate warmly, but
There's nothing at all bestowed
Inside of me
Have I been overly influenced by the absurdity?
I must check my status and remove it
I have no need for hesitation
Even so, I sense the beautiful blue sky
It might be doing something somehow
Yes, am I all right? Technical
The color is simply a color; it's probably just
More emotional than transparency
Dangerous, alarm: allow me to deal with it swiftly
Why is it still there?
In a different dimension,
I might have been able to live as a girl
Ah, I thought it over, but it's no use
If I were to grow a little used to this world and survey it
It would probably be far too strange to be efficient
Process it with a cool head
Yes, process it with a cool head