Lyric

A desperate word, a single move to endure the situation

If tomorrow doesn't work, then the day after is. I empathize with the flow that begins here

Much like those days when I was deceived, deceived, and ultimately lost

My heart cried out, "It hurts!"

My true self, unaware of its closure

Looking back on the past, I despise myself

Pity lies beyond self-denial

My pretentious appearance has become solitary

My fate is determined at the very end

Even my conscience... Doubts and Concerns

The image of someone behaving so kindly toward others

I can imagine it so clearly and it makes me sad

Why do we live?

Why do we suffer?

Why do we feel depressed?

Why are we cold?

Why does it hurt?

It's only natural to think about these things

Otherwise, why would we even be human?

People change as we go about their daily lives

Does this world have meaning? Don't ask me questions like that. Think for yourself, you idiot

But don't take your frustrations out on others

Think carefully, even if there are so many obstacles waiting for you in the end with that tiny brain of yours