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| omoide o kizandekita mesu o ateru tabi joubu ni naru kokoro itami de teiin oobaa na no ni doushite karappo da to kanjiru no? hotte hotte wakideta mizu nonde nonde nomihoshite mou nodo ga karakara yokubou nante chuutohanpa ni mitasarete wa fuyasarete kyoukyuu ga oitsukanai karappo no hazu na no ni doushite anata ni wa yasashiku suru n darou karappo no hazu na no ni doushite anata ni wa sasagete shimau n darou kizuguchi o fusaidekita ariamatta aijou ga morenai you kore ijou hairanai fukuro ni tsumekonda orenji ga haretsu shisou nagai nagai nazo no gyouretsu matte matte machiwabite mou ashi ga kutakuta kyoumi nante chuutohanpa ni shigeki sarete ushinatte shiawase ga oitsukanai karappo no hazu na no ni doushite anata ni wa yasashiku suru n darou karappo no hazu na no ni doushite anata ni wa sasagete shimau n darou I keep giving you I keep giving you I keep giving you my true self I keep giving you I keep emptying me But I keep giving you my true-self |
I’ve begun to slice away my memories Each time I bring down the scalpel, my heart grows strong, although I’m over capacity with pain Why do I feel empty? Drinking and drinking, draining my cup of the water that gushed forth after digging and digging, my throat is already parched To have your appetite satisfied only halfway is to increase it The supply can’t keep up Although I should be empty, why? Don’t I treat you well? Although I should be empty, why? Don’t I offer myself completely to you? I’ve begun to close up my wounds so the love I had in excess doesn’t leak out An orange jammed into a skin that can’t hold any more than this is about to explode Waiting and waiting, tired of waiting for a procession of long, long riddles, my legs are already worn out To have your interest stimulated only halfway is to lose it Happiness can’t keep up Although I should be empty, why? Don’t I treat you well? Although I should be empty, why? Don’t I offer myself completely to you? I keep giving you I keep giving you I keep giving you my true self I keep giving you I keep emptying me But I keep giving you my true-self |
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