

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
- Lyricist
MASAQUI
- Composer
MASAQUI
- Producer
MASAQUI
- Programming
MASAQUI

Listen to Special Romance by MASAQUI
Streaming / Download
- 1
Maslow's Hierarchy of Needs
MASAQUI
- 2
Rotting, Stagnating, Clouding
MASAQUI
- 3
In Recommended Feed
MASAQUI
- 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.



