Lyric

Time has already left my hands

So much that I can't feel

But I'm not about to wake up from this sweetest dream

The scent of sheets, Sunday morning

Lullaby lulls me to slumber

So comfortable

But you are still waiting for me

And isn't that enough reason to wash my face and sing out loud again？

No one sees this fire is burning

They're still eating weeds by the water

And no one clean this murder in her dream

I'll break this chain once again

I’m walking slave

But this trace is real

Even if they try to tear my heart

White tear drop are in my hand

Maybe it's all I have

But I think I can get this book to you

Before the sun sets

No one tell me the calling

Still, I have to overcome the pain and sorrow

But look the place we've been rolling

Isn't that enough reason to retie shoelace？

Shake my wrist again

No one sees this fire is burning

They're still eating weeds by the water

And no one clean this murder in her dream

I'll break this chain once again

I’m walking slave

But this trace is real

Even if they try to tear my heart

I know you have mercy and education

So allow me to save you from brink of death

I’m walking slave

But this trace is real

Even if they try to tear my heart

I’m walking slave

But this trace is real

Even if they try to tear my heart