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Lyric

I Am Not Tired

MASAQUI

疲れてない

疲れてない

疲労困憊

疲労困憊

大丈夫

大丈夫

Lie again

Lie again

ねえ

まだ歩ける

冷房が強すぎる夜

音割れしたコンビニ

拒絶された私だけ

少し酔ってるみたい

チャプ

チャプ

ねえ

濡れたアスファルトの音

濡れたアスファルトの音

何も起きてないのに

泣きそう

疲れてない

疲れてない

疲労困憊

疲労困憊

大丈夫

大丈夫

Lie again

Lie again

まだだよ

まだだよ

帰れる

帰れない

レジの光が滲む

通知もない街の中

若かった頃の声が

店の奥で笑ってた

あっ

忘れた

気がした

疲れてない

疲れてない

疲労困憊

疲労困憊

大丈夫

大丈夫

疲れてない

疲れてない

  • Lyricist

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  • Composer

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  • Producer

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  • 1

    Confirmation Bias

    MASAQUI

  • 2

    Not Looking For Love

    MASAQUI

  • 3

    Breathing out allure, effortlessly.

    MASAQUI

  • 4

    Expectation and Regret

    MASAQUI

  • 5

    I Wanted to Stay Kind

    MASAQUI

  • 6

    Aqualogica

    MASAQUI

  • 7

    The Staircase Missing From The DATA

    MASAQUI

  • 8

    Side Effects of Heartbreak

    MASAQUI

  • 9

    Tabula Rasa

    MASAQUI

  • ⚫︎

    I Am Not Tired

    MASAQUI

404AM returns with its sixth album, Affection.

Was it love.

Or was it observation.

Affection explores the ambiguous actions that exist between people. The subtle gestures, expectations, misunderstandings, and emotional habits that quietly shape relationships before anyone is willing to name them.

Wanting to be noticed without asking for attention.

Pretending not to care while secretly hoping.

Remaining kind even when it hurts.

Changing yourself to match another person's gaze.

Across ten tracks, 404AM blends city pop, lo fi textures, dream pop, broken dance music, oceanic ambience, VHS damaged memories, and internet age psychology into a collection of emotional snapshots.

There are no grand confessions here.

No dramatic endings.

Only the moments before.

Waiting for a reply.

The side effects of heartbreak.

The staircase that does not exist in the data.

The attraction nobody admits.

The regret nobody deletes.

Affection is not about emotions themselves.

It is about the traces they leave behind.

The movement before the feeling becomes language.

The hesitation before the message is sent.

The silence before the heart understands what it already knows.

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