Lyric

Good evening. I'm currently erasing my own noise

The words of a stranger pass by like the wind

On the screen, I look a little different

Erasing the data in my heart, piece by piece

When I break it all down

All that's left is my voice

If that's true

I think that's fine

The number of likes sways like the wind

I climbed to the quiet top and looked at the night sky

Behind my broken-down eyes

I saw a trembling world

The truth is probably not so beautiful

My voice echoes, distorted

The wind returns

My monologue goes round

I can't be honest because I'm afraid of silence

Laughter was born from the broken-down pieces

Sadness and noise

It all becomes me

I'm here

I'll just tell you now

My sound returns