ぼくの歌は嫌い うわべだけで取り繕った言葉 隙間を埋めて
得意気に聞かせてもほんとは知ってるんだきみの困った笑顔 そうさ
もがき続けて沈む 繰り返しだよ甘い言葉とメロディ 耳を引き裂く
理想の向こうにある ぼくが辿り着けないところだけを見ている いつも帰るところはないさ ぼくが捨ててきたんだ振り返る価値もない過去は
取り憑かれた妖精の歌をぼくにも透明の羽が生えてだれも聞いたことのないメロディ大気を震わせ光る空へ
目覚める場所はいつも生ぬるい部屋
風に乗ってちぎれてくぼくのきみへの想い降り続く雨 濡れた背中ぬかるみの残像と永遠だった心今は同じグレーの世界
取り憑かれた妖精の歌をぼくにも透明の羽が生えてだれも聞いたことのないメロディ大気を震わせ光る空へ
I hate my songs, they are just appereancethey are words that were smoothed over by filling the blanks
it might sound arrogant but i do know the truththat troubled smile of yours.
i continue struggling and then sink, it is just a repetition.the sweet words and melodies rip up my ears.
i can't reach the other side of the idealseverytime i just stare at iti don't have a place to return to because i have been throwing them awaythere is no gain in looking at the past
the possesed song of the fairies is also making grow in me transparent wingsa melody that nobody have ever listened tois making the air tremble and going towards the shining sky
the place where my eyes open is always a warm room
those feeling from me to you are getting broken while riding the windthe rain that keeps falling, my wet backthe mud's afterimage and a heart that was eternalthey are all now the same grey world
the possesed song of the fairies is also making grow in me transparent wingsa melody that nobody have ever listened tois making the air tremble and going towards the shining sky