ダアティミスト || Dirty Mist

歌詞

呂律回らず手を伸ばした
簡単に吐き出す「大好き」の言葉
何処が好きだか理解らないけど
虚無だか蝋削ってた減らしていた 僕ら

単純明快でしょう
最低？最初からさ
一切微動だにしない故に 空回った
Sway Sway 空を舞う呼吸
どうして言えないの
愛も誠バラバラ
体温じゃわかんないよ

プラスティック製支配感
何も 生まれなくて
不快なシルエ
今は見たくないんだ

I want you need you
hate you but love you
余計な本当探してる?
リードの先には君がいないから 不埒前方に偽正論
どうして?愛ダ 開いた不感症
非感情戦争グレーゾーン ねえ
不安定なピースじゃ一生 埋まんないよ つまんないよ

だって だって 性が ないさ 前提 吸って 嘘を吐く　でも
どうして どうして 満たされない 好きって感情 鬱血痕だらけ
愛で 抱いて 自分を 愛して もっと もっと? 焦りだした
不甲斐ないや 求めた程に 切り刻んでは 愛した

離れては 求めてしまう 言葉 ばかり浮かぶ
自分じゃないんだ いつも 言い聴かせた

Dance Dance 君もそうでしょう 狂ったまま 滅裂
Dance Dance 違わないから 僕はそうじゃない 間違っていない
Dance Dance 僕はそうじゃない 正を証明表現?
Dance Dance 踊り疲れた 意味も無いから わかっている?

探したんだ 求めたんだ 辿り着いた 愛情証言
会いたくなって 離れたくって “再現” そうかい? 再開
探してた 気付いたんだ 依り憑く労災 繕う体裁
それでもいいから 僕を 愛してよ

繰り返すんだ 安楽税は違背
「もういいよ」 後遺症だ
咲いてる体から逃げられない
おわれないよ

May be　愛していた
May be　愛されてた
愛したその先で
救われる前例? Ha
Baby 信じていた Kidding ? 言い聞かせた
解らない事はそのままで いいんじゃん
Goodbye?

なんて絶対言わないよ
不完全燃焼 いつまで?
身体が 言葉が 動かない　うごかない だいすきだ

呂律回らず手を伸ばした
上手く伝わらない「だいすき」の言葉
何処が好きだか理解らないけど
虚無だか蝋削ってた
I miss you I love you

プラスティック製支配感
息も 出来ず仕舞い
不快だシルエ
だけど 今は側で

Romanisation

roretsu mawarazu te o nobashita
kantan ni hakidasu “daisuki” no kotoba
doko ga suki da ka wakaranai kedo
kyomu da ka rou kezutteta herashite ita bokura

tanjun meikai deshou
saitei? saisho kara sa
issai bidou da ni shinai yue ni sora mawatta
Sway Sway kuu o mau kokyuu
doushite ienai no
ai mo sei barabara
taion ja wakannai yo

purasutikku sei shihaikan
nan mo umarenakute
fukai na shirue
ima wa mitakunai nda

I want you need you
hate you but love you
yokei na hontou sagashiteru?
riido no saki ni wa kimi ga inai kara furachi zenpou ni nise seiron
doushite? ai da aita fukanshou
hikanjou sensou gureezoon nee
fuantei na piisu ja isshou umannai yo tsumannai yo

datte datte shou ga nai sa zentei sutte uso o tsuku demo
doushite doushite mitasarenai suki tte kanjou ukketsukon darake
ai de daite jibun o aishite motto motto? aseridashita
fugainai ya motometa hodo ni kirikizande wa aishita

hanarete wa motomete shimau kotoba bakari ukabu
jibun janai nda itsumo ii kikaseta

Dance Dance kimi mo sou deshou kurutta mama metsuretsu
Dance Dance tagawanai kara boku wa sou janai machigatte inai
Dance Dance boku wa sou janai sei o shoumei hyougen?
Dance Dance odoritsukareta imi mo nai kara wakatte iru?

sagashita nda motometa nda tadoritsuita aijou shougen
aitaku natte hanaretakutte “saigen” sou kai? saikai
sagashiteta kizuita nda yoritsuku rousai tsukurou teisai
sore demo ii kara boku o aishite yo

kurikaesu nda anrakuzei wa ihai
“mou ii yo” kouishou da
saiteru karada kara nigerarenai
owarenai yo

May be aishite ita
May be aisareteta
aishita sono saki de
sukuwareru zenrei? Ha
Baby shinjite ita Kidding? iikikaseta
wakaranai koto wa sono mama de ii njan
Goodbye?

nante zettai iwanai yo
fukanzen nenshou itsu made?
karada ga kotoba ga ugokanai ugokanai daisuki da

roretsu mawarazu te o nobashita
umaku tsutawaranai “daisuki” no kotoba
doko ga suki da ka wakaranai kedo
kyomu da ka rou kezutteta
I miss you I love you

purasutikku sei shihaikan
iki mo dekizu shimai
fukai da shirue
dakedo ima wa soba de

Translation

My speech was unclear, and I reached out.
“I love you” is so easy to say.
I didn’t know what I loved about you.
Was it nothing? We were like a candle, melted away.

I guess it’s simple.
Awful? It was like that from the start.
I didn’t make the slightest move, so I stayed in one spot.
Sway, sway. My breaths dance through the air.
Why can’t I say it?
Love and honesty are in pieces.
Your body is silent.

I feel a sense of plastic dominance.
Nothing will come of it.
Your silhouette gives me the creeps.
I don’t want to look at you now.

I want you need you
hate you but love you
Are you searching for an unnecessary truth?
You’re not at the end of the lead, so fake arguments are on the lawless horizon.
Why? It’s love. I started to feel.
This is the grey zone of an emotionless war.
I live in unstable peace. I can’t fill the pieces in, it’s boring!

Y’know, y’know, there’s no sex in me. I breathe in hypotheses and breathe out lies.
But why, why do I remain unfulfilled? Love only leaves bloodstains.
I’ll embrace love and love myself. More! More? It grew stronger.
How cowardly. The more I wanted you, the more love carved away at me.

We separate, then I end up wanting you. All those words enter my mind.
It’s not me. That’s what I kept telling myself.

Dance Dance. You’re the same, right? Chaos reigns.
Dance Dance. I’m not wrong, so I’m not like that. I’m not wrong.
Dance Dance. I’m not like that. Am I attesting to the truth?
Dance Dance. I’m tired from dancing. It’s meaningless. Do you get it?

I searched, I went after it, and I reached a testimony of love.
I want to see you, I want to leave. “Reappearance.” Right? Resumption.
I searched and came to a realisation. A work injury haunts me. I mend the exterior
but it’s all good. Love me!

I do it again and again. I ignore the comfort tax.
“Enough already.” It lingers after my illness.
I can’t escape from my blooming body.
I can’t end it.

Maybe I loved you.
Maybe I was loved.
Is there a precedent
for salvation at love’s end? Hah.
Baby, I believed you. Kidding? That’s what I told myself.
You should just leave things you don’t understand.
Goodbye?

I’ll never say those words.
Imperfect combustion. When will it end?
My body and words are immobile. Immobile. I love you.

My speech was unclear, and I reached out.
I can’t clearly say “I love you.”
I didn’t know what I loved about you.
Was it nothing? The candle melted away.
I miss you I love you

I feel a sense of plastic domination
and I’m left breathless.
Your silhouette gives me the creeps
but stay by my side for now.