本当は最初から何も持ってなかった鏡だけに映るありきたりなドラマ暗闇と水平線 プラスチックな感情も僕の描いた夕景もまだ届かないな
伝える事なんて 鍵をかけておいておいたよどうせ君を迷宮に置き去りにして
届かないのに 満たせないよないつか分かるからなんて君のせいにしてさ僕の中にある声は透明だったのかな
目の前に転がる迷える子羊僕を描いた地図もまだ届かないな
ありふれた言葉しか映らない世界になったらありのままの衝動はどこで鳴り響くの？
届かないのに 満たせないよないつか分かるからなんて君のせいにしてさ僕の中にある声は透明だったのかな
変われもしないくせに 君に映る為に残されたフィルムに写す全てを君に捧げたとして吐き気が込み上げたり 見たくも無いフレーズの固まりその鍵を壊して 君はcrazy crazy
見慣れた言葉と愛じゃ君はいつか乾いてしまうんだ使い古したナイフと心が叫んだ
僕が消える前に 僕が消える前に
言葉と音が君を通り過ぎて僕の中にある声は透明だったのかな
From the very beginning, I never truly had anything.Only the mirror reveals this to be a conventional TV drama.Neither the darkness or horizon, nor these plastic feelings either,Not a soul has understood the evening scene I’ve painted.
I placed under lock and key, all the things I wanted to convey.And it would seem I wound up locking you in that labyrinth as well.
Although I can’t reach you, I won’t be satisfied.You’ll understand eventually, so I place all the blame on you.I wonder if the voices in my head are coming through clearly.
On the path before my eyes, I spy a little lost lamb fallen.Seems like I misread the map that I made myself again.
If this world should become a place where only common words can be expressed,Then where can any of these creative impulses resound?
Although I can’t reach you, I won’t be satisfied.You’ll understand eventually, so I place all the blame on you.I wonder if the voices in my head are coming through clearly.
So that I may capture the incorruptible you within the viewfinder,I dedicate to you every shot of the rest of the film that I’d set aside for this purpose.I feel like I’m about to throw up. Phrases I never wanted to see surround me.Obliterate the key. You are crazy. Crazy.
Love and all the words I’ve grown used to will one day be the death of you.This worn-down knife and battered soul cry out.
Before I disappear. Before I disappear.
All the words and sounds pass you by unnoticed.I wonder if the voices in my head are coming through clearly.