Post by Cherri on Dec 7, 2015 19:33:50 GMT
The popular songs on the radio
Tell us that "our life is precious", although
Even if I were replaced by somebody else
Nobody'd notice the absent me
In the unchanging flow of this world
our borrowed selves search for a place to sit down and rest
The fact that we can't be what we want to be
forces our heart beats to halt to a stop
This dried-up wound that had become a scab--
It started to itch so I scratched it off again
And for the second time, the words began to blur
Let the sad songs echo in my head...
What kind of music do you like to listen to?
What kind of foods do you like to eat? With whom?
And who is the person you dearly love the most?
I won't really mind
if that person isn't me, so--
I covered my ears and screamed out loud
Something like "Nobody understands!"
The truth is, even if it's superficial
I wanted so badly to be loved...
If you find yourself not being what you want
to be, then pretend that you've gotten far
in life by mending yourself accordingly
Soon, you'll find yourself laughing out loud
I wonder what's considered as "not enough"?
Tell us, at the very least, what's considered "fine"?
This depressing moment before 7AM
Makes me want to sleep a bit more
What kind of movies do you like to watch?
What kind of words do you love to hear so much?
And is there someone you'd like to see right now?
Well, certainly it's not
me who you want to see, now, is it?
No, no
No future or the like
I won't, I won't
I won't hold onto hope
Not here, not here
No, nobody is here
standing by my side, ohhh...
I want, I want
I want to laugh with you
To notice is
all I ask of you
All I did
was keep on giving up
And now, the other side of the landscape blurs---
"What kind of music do you like to listen to?
What kind of foods do you like to eat? With whom?
And who is the person you dearly love the most?
I won't really mind
if it isn't me" stuff like that
For my own selfish reasons, I kept giving up
My own conceitedness left behind deep scars
I've finally realized, since I've grown up now
Hey, I hope...
Please say I'm not too late, or am I?
(No, no
No future or the like
I won't, I won't
I won't hold onto hope
I want, I want
I want to laugh with you
To notice is
all I ask of you
No, no
No future or the like
I won't, I won't
I won't hold onto hope
I want, I want
I want to laugh with you
To notice is
all I ask of you)
Tell us that "our life is precious", although
Even if I were replaced by somebody else
Nobody'd notice the absent me
In the unchanging flow of this world
our borrowed selves search for a place to sit down and rest
The fact that we can't be what we want to be
forces our heart beats to halt to a stop
This dried-up wound that had become a scab--
It started to itch so I scratched it off again
And for the second time, the words began to blur
Let the sad songs echo in my head...
What kind of music do you like to listen to?
What kind of foods do you like to eat? With whom?
And who is the person you dearly love the most?
I won't really mind
if that person isn't me, so--
I covered my ears and screamed out loud
Something like "Nobody understands!"
The truth is, even if it's superficial
I wanted so badly to be loved...
If you find yourself not being what you want
to be, then pretend that you've gotten far
in life by mending yourself accordingly
Soon, you'll find yourself laughing out loud
I wonder what's considered as "not enough"?
Tell us, at the very least, what's considered "fine"?
This depressing moment before 7AM
Makes me want to sleep a bit more
What kind of movies do you like to watch?
What kind of words do you love to hear so much?
And is there someone you'd like to see right now?
Well, certainly it's not
me who you want to see, now, is it?
No, no
No future or the like
I won't, I won't
I won't hold onto hope
Not here, not here
No, nobody is here
standing by my side, ohhh...
I want, I want
I want to laugh with you
To notice is
all I ask of you
All I did
was keep on giving up
And now, the other side of the landscape blurs---
"What kind of music do you like to listen to?
What kind of foods do you like to eat? With whom?
And who is the person you dearly love the most?
I won't really mind
if it isn't me" stuff like that
For my own selfish reasons, I kept giving up
My own conceitedness left behind deep scars
I've finally realized, since I've grown up now
Hey, I hope...
Please say I'm not too late, or am I?
(No, no
No future or the like
I won't, I won't
I won't hold onto hope
I want, I want
I want to laugh with you
To notice is
all I ask of you
No, no
No future or the like
I won't, I won't
I won't hold onto hope
I want, I want
I want to laugh with you
To notice is
all I ask of you)
