[TV Version]
Wandering aimlessly, a strange life
Endless loneliness, an irreversible needle
Tick tock, tick tock
Entwining fate and grudges
In a creepy high-society diorama
Holding your breath at the end of an empty journey
Tick tock, tick tock
Welcome, the garden of heaven and hell
Night, day, after tomorrow
Go round, even if everything seems meaningless
Clouding the eyes that see reality
To the time of playful demons
Sweet tranquility is like a dream
Love behind the mask is also a counterfeit
In this enigmatic world, an enigmatic world
Once our hearts melt, it will eventually be revealed
I'm not a lunatic
The destinations of the separately marked hour hands
Are they days of laughter? Are they days of tears?
Scars we are hiding from each others
Let's seek them in a game of hide and seek
Please don't interfere
[Full Version]
Wandering aimlessly, a strange life
Endless loneliness, an irreversible needle
Tick tock, tick tock
Entwining fate and grudges
In a creepy high-society diorama
Holding your breath at the end of an empty journey
Tick tock, tick tock
Welcome, the garden of heaven and hell
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Night, day, after tomorrow
Go round, even if everything seems meaningless
Clouding the eyes that see reality
To the time of playful demons
Sweet tranquility is like a dream
Love behind the mask is also a counterfeit
In this enigmatic world, an enigmatic world
Once our hearts melt, it will eventually be revealed
I'm not a lunatic
The destinations of the separately marked hour hands
Are they days of laughter? Are they days of tears?
Scars we are hiding from each others
Let's seek them in a game of hide and seek
Mischievously, a strange tea party
Served sweets, hidden feelings
"Sweet," "Bitter," "Spicy," "Bitter,"
Expressing opinions to please everyone
Bad day, after tomorrow
Keep going, past mistakes may be immortal
Illuminating eyes that see the truth
To the unchanging time
Tedious superstitions are like dust in a dream
Love through the screen is mostly lies
Hearts soaked in the rain of this tragedy
If you offer an umbrella, they may warm up a bit
"Is it over yet?" says the cuckoo
Even if you're hesitant, the ticking hour hand says, "Not yet,"
Singing and erasing, spitting and continuing
Ringing the carillon bells
Brand new day, after tomorrow,
Pray, that everything now is not meaningless
The end is near, to the "ugliness,"
To the birthday party
Knowing different words
Bearing different wounds
Loving different people
Singing different songs
Becoming something different in the time of playful demons
Sweet tranquility is like a dream
Love behind the mask is also a counterfeit
In this enigmatic world, an enigmatic world
Nightmares that cannot be painted over with just black and white
I'm not a lunatic
The destinations of the separately marked hour hands
Are they days of correctness? Are they days of mistakes?
Any future can be loved,
Ah, together, talk
Even if it ends,
Because we understand our hearts are one
Let's play hide and seek again
Please don't interfere