mō nankai SOS tobashite mitemo imi nai mama de rōfaina ketsumatsu ni bokura tada mukatteru yō desu kanjō o machigaete kazu no awanu sontokutachi wa yokusō no kyōkaijō de kūsō mirai to odotta
mada mada mada wakaranai yo anata wa ima doko ni iru no kono me ni wa subete ga utsutte iru noni demo ne mada mada mada wakaranai yo bokura wa ima doko e yuku no imada chikazukenai teresuterā
nōnai o tōchōchū chikasugite wa abunai abunai sennō no bekutoru o boku wa subete shitte itai dake sōdaina mōsō o koiru no yō ni mawase mawase jūden wa OK da sā shinri o sagashi ni ikō ze
mada mada mada wakaranai yo anata wa ima nani o miru no sono mune ni sasatta ya wa dō suru no kitto mada mada mada wakaranai yo bokura wa ima nani o kiku no nanimo mitōsenai teresuterā
jibun no zahyō wa koko de anata no zahyō wa koko de kasanariau koto wa nai hitotsu ni naru koto wa nai itsuka wa kimi ni nareru kana itsuka wa kimi ni nareru kana itsuka wa kimi ni nareru kana
mada mada mada wakaranai yo anata wa ima doko ni iru no kono me ni wa subete ga utsutteru noni demo ne mada mada mada wakaranai yo bokura wa ima doko e yuku no sukoshi nara wakariaeta kana sayonara da ne wasurenai yo mada mada mada wasurenai yo
All of the SOS signals I sent ended up being in vain. It looks like we’re simply heading toward a lo-fi ending. By miscalculation, the numbers don’t add up for these gains and losses. Thus they waltz with an fantasized future, on the border line of the bathtub.
I still don’t understand it yet, not yet, not just yet. Where are you right now? Everything is visible to these eyes of mine, but I still don’t understand it, not yet, not just yet. Where are we heading for? Right now, it’s still impossible to get closer to that telestellar.
I’m bugging the inside of your brain. It’s dangerous, pretty dangerous to get too close, though. I just wanna know all of the vectors involved in the act of brainwash. Twist and turn that grand delusion, like a winding coil. The charge is full. Come on, let’s go look for the ultimate truth.
I still don’t understand it yet, not yet, not just yet. What are you looking at right now? What’s to be done about that arrow, lodged deeply in the chest? I most definitely don’t understand it yet, not yet, not just yet. What are we listening to right now? We can’t get a clear view of that telestellar.
It won’t be possible for my coordinates to coincide with yours, right here. We won’t ever become one. Can I become like you someday? Can I become like you someday? Can I become like you someday?
I still don’t understand it yet, not yet, not just yet. Where are you right now? Everything is visible to these eyes of mine, but I still don’t understand it yet, not yet, not just yet. Where are we heading for? Have we been able to understand each other, even just a little bit? I guess this is goodbye. I won’t forget you. I won’t forget you yet, not yet, not just yet.