404AM (ASOBI) Front Cover

Lyric

Special Romance

MASAQUI

予約席ふたつ

消したはずでふたつ

あの人が来る前

あの人が来た後

コーヒーが冷めない

湯気だけが残っている

ねえ

今日はどっちの名前?

今日はどっちの約束?

喫茶店の奥の席

月一だけ空く予約

メニューにはない水が

今日も静かに置かれてる

フッ

アハ

また会ったね

砂糖を入れると昨日の話

ミルクを入れると来月の話

混ぜるとどっちも消えていく

レシートだけが覚えてる

予約席ふたつ

名前だけがふたつ

口紅がふたつある

私の色に似ている

私のものじゃない

誰のものでもない

カチャ

もう一杯

カウンターの時計は

20分遅れている

だけどあの人だけは

いつも間に合うと言う

特殊恋愛

特殊恋愛みたい

普通の声で呼ばれた

予約帳にふたつ

消したはずでふたつ

名前がふたつ

記憶もふたつ

カップもふたつ

席だけひとつ

サイフォンだけが

笑っている

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  • Composer

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404AM (ASOBI) Front Cover

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  • 1

    Maslow's Hierarchy of Needs

    MASAQUI

  • 2

    Rotting, Stagnating, Clouding

    MASAQUI

  • 3

    In Recommended Feed

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  • 4

    Was There a B1 Floor

    MASAQUI

  • 5

    Saving Me

    MASAQUI

  • 6

    Only The Attendance Number Is Correct

    MASAQUI

  • ⚫︎

    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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