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Nonsense
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It is just a thing to want to run away from the reality "Crime"
though I want to put out the mistake that I have violated everyone.
My now wanting to do is a small, big desire near all impossible
things that have been stored within the range of the delusion.
If it is these kind of things as not possible to be realized for
oneself, will it be unnecessary?A pride excessive as for the current,
selfish idea also
It does too much and it passes.
The motivation is lost when current.
Escaping from reality
It is nonsense.
It does, it is exhausted, and exhausted.
The existence of me who seems to disappear
Honesty is ordinary nonsense in the action that tries to be proven
desperately.
Wastepaper that gets tired of tens of photographs that have been
collected up to now and books that pile corner of room and is free
It screams desperately.
As for doing so too much, the motivation loss it is up to passing,
and escapism of covering with the mask to the mind, it is nonsense.
It does, it is exhausted, and exhausted.
The existence of me who seems to disappear
Honesty is ordinary nonsense in the action that tries to be proven
desperately.
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