404AM (ASOBI) Front Cover

Lyric

Saving Me

MASAQUI

保存中の私

保存中のままの私

保存されたのは誰

苔だけ増えている

苔は見られてない

それでもそこにある

ああぁ

我思う?

故にまだある?

秋雨の駐車場

白線の端に苔がいる

春にはなかった

夏にもなかった

いつの間にかそこにいる

ハッ

あれ

まだ?

スマホの画面に保存中

保存中が終わらない

楽しかったと書いた文が

嘘でも本当でもない

保存中の私

保存中のままの私

保存されたのは誰

苔だけ増えている

苔は見られてない

それでもそこにある

ピコン

保存中

去年の写真を見ている

一昨年の顔も残ってる

高校の私が笑ってる

今の私だけまだない

私はいる

私はいる気がする

保存できないだけ

我思う

我思ったことにする

故に雨が降る

保存完了

投稿はない

文章もない

写真もない

苔だけある

私だけが

まだ保存中

  • Lyricist

    MASAQUI

  • Composer

    MASAQUI

  • Producer

    MASAQUI

  • Programming

    MASAQUI

404AM (ASOBI) Front Cover

Listen to Saving Me by MASAQUI

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  • 1

    Maslow's Hierarchy of Needs

    MASAQUI

  • 2

    Rotting, Stagnating, Clouding

    MASAQUI

  • 3

    In Recommended Feed

    MASAQUI

  • 4

    Was There a B1 Floor

    MASAQUI

  • ⚫︎

    Saving Me

    MASAQUI

  • 6

    Only The Attendance Number Is Correct

    MASAQUI

  • 7

    Special Romance

    MASAQUI

  • 8

    Look Out! The Pink Unicorn Sees All!

    MASAQUI

  • 9

    Awake Inside a Zombie

    MASAQUI

  • 10

    Headline Verdict, Instant Death Sentence

    MASAQUI

404AM returns with its tenth album, Play.
We were only playing.
Nothing becomes more unsettling than those four words.
Play explores the fragile boundary between reality and imagination.

Games.
Jokes.
Pretending.
Role playing.
Escaping boredom.

Each begins as something harmless.
Each quietly rewrites reality.

A recommendation feed that knows you too well.
A self that never finishes saving.
A school where only attendance numbers remain correct.
A basement that should not exist.
A pink unicorn watching from somewhere unseen.
A romance that feels more like an experiment.
People moving through life without ever fully waking up.

Across these tracks, reality is only slightly distorted.
Nothing impossible happens.
Only impossible feelings.

Blending city pop, lo fi textures, dream pop, broken dance music, internet folklore, abandoned commercial spaces, VHS damaged memories, and algorithmic nostalgia, 404AM creates an album where play becomes a survival instinct.

These songs do not ask whether something is real.
They ask whether reality itself has always been another game.

Sometimes pretending is protection.
Sometimes imagination remembers more than memory.
Sometimes the joke is the only honest thing left.

Play is an album about the quiet rules we invent to keep living, long after we forget who created them.

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