Composed by: kaztora
Album: COLOR [Official site]
Circle: Liz Triangle
Requested by: Adam
It’s beautiful to believe
and shameful to doubt.
Who decided that? Why? How?
Where is the justice of popularity heading?
Though I wear eye-catching skinny jeans,
things don’t go the same way.
What’s right is unclear.
Something’s wrong, and I’m worn down.
I take it. I leave.
My crisis begins.
is just so sad now.
It didn’t matter whether I was alone or together with you.
The only one who’ll accept me is me!
I adopt such emotional and self-righteous ideals.
The world excludes someone then sneers at them.
I enthusiastically spin my wheels, but I float. Look—now I’m sinking.
(Drip, drop… the rain falls.)
We met, we drew close, yet why are your eyes always dead?
(Oh so hollow inside…)
You draw people’s attention (because you’re unique.)
Everyone yearns for you.
I’m all alone (because I’m peculiar.)
Ah… Ah… there’s nothing I can do.
The robots built to stand in my way are increasing production.
My freedom was in full bloom, but now it’s all dried up.
Maybe it doesn’t matter what happens anymore.
I don’t think it matters what happens anymore.
But maybe it’s worth worrying about?
I struggle to breathe.
Things fade (Things pass) away (away).
It’s an imaginary syndrome (Now…)
Look (Examine it). Come on!
YES, NO, I don’t mind which one.
You and I are nothing alike.
I can’t stand this world, which won’t look at me.
“Let’s sympathise with each other, support each other, and live purely.”
I’m fed up with society’s rules!
my heart sways to and fro, asking why.
I’m always alone.
As for loop lines, (Wait, why, hey!)
Even a world under moratorium
has one (two) three.
They fade away, as if they’re revolving.
Ah… it didn’t matter whether I was alone
or together with you.
To think, the world is so beautiful.
Yes—Jumping at shadows and feeling like the chosen one
are all things that will fly away.
I was the only one who didn’t see myself.
I knew it all along. To be honest…
(It didn’t matter whether it was you or everyone else.)
I was just pretending I couldn’t see.
Yes. Once I acknowledged it,
I was oh so scared.
When I accepted everything
(It didn’t matter whether it was the world or society.)
The sky I looked up at