Lyric

Morning scan in a white-lit room

Every screen knows what I’ll consume

Tap to agree, move through the gate

My life gets sorted by a loading state

選択肢だけで　決まる my shape

便利なほど　見えなくなる

誰かが引いた　この border line

They ask me where I belong

Before they ask what I mean

A map can hold my location

But never what I’ve seen

Address, don’t turn me to a number

Don’t pin my life inside your grid

I’m more than a code in a database

More than a dot in a designated place

Address, I can move without permission

No fixed route, no final position

存在しない未来へ message

I choose my own, my own Address

Recommendation knows my taste

Before I know what I wanna erase

A little more, a little less

They build a version I’m meant to possess

通知の海で　浮かぶ表情

比較の波に　飲まれる thought

正しさみたいな trend の中

静かな違和感　まだ alive

They measure every movement

They calculate the pace

But no one has the access

To the silence in my space

Address, don’t turn me to a number

Don’t pin my life inside your grid

I’m more than a code in a database

More than a dot in a designated place

Address, I can move without permission

No fixed route, no final position

存在しない未来へ message

I choose my own, my own Address

Red route, reroute, read the regulation

Ranked by a rate in a recommendation

Run my reflection through recognition

Wrong prediction, still I resist the condition

Profile, protocol, permanent scroll

They want a clean little role for the soul

分類、配列、管理の phase

だけど僕らは　未定義の haze

Rate me, label me, render me real

Reduce every dream to a data trail

境界線越えて　更新する place

誰にも渡さない　my Address

If every door needs a password

If every path needs a name

I’ll keep one room inside me

That no system can claim

地図にない場所で

呼吸を取り戻す

現在地じゃなく

未来を選ぶ

Address, don’t turn me to a number

Don’t pin my life inside your grid

I’m more than a code in a database

More than a dot in a designated place

Address, let the signal go further

Past the lines that divide one another

誰かが決めた座標の outside

I choose my own, my own Address

Enter your name

Confirm your place

I leave the field

Blank by grace