Who is the one making crying face everytime? Fight back as much as you were laughed at Before long, what I'd picked up Wasn't a bomb or knife
From this moment on, let's promise that no matter what it is You will not put a price tag on the fact that you exist This now is like scrap wood, but It is too early to throw it away
And today, standing there on the railway All alone at the station's end Tomorrow's me is still waiting, trembling To welcome a dence and selfish master
No matter if there comes a day that cars are flying in the sky Even if there comes a day and machines can talk Whatever you say, before you call it convenient Please heal my wounded heart If a missile comes and flies across this kind of sky above And I ask for happines from such a thing, I have to become a kind person I wonder if I can affirm myself
Even if I say I’ll raise my head and face forwards, it is dark, there’s no front nor shit Being alone, being with another person, loneliness won’t change into loneliness
Singing a song about wanting to die. Like that again I was stabbed with a stake But I've come to see even with these thoughts inside of me But even then, with only that kind of action. The words overflowing from my mouth, no matter what I do, I can’t find them
And today, standing there just like everyday All alone in this fake reality It would be better if tomorrow didn’t come. The final train’s whistle annoyingly rings
Even if I pretend to be tough, calling love misfortune. My true feelings will definitely be attacked by my guilty conscience How is the current me? Really, there’s nothing we can do. Someone like the annoying you, I really hate If a missile flies in that sort of sky and my life flies from such a thing, I have to become a kind person, I want to reaffirm myself I have to become a kind person before my heart grows numb