Sugar High
| utsu ki mo nai juu o jimen ni
oku no wa dou? chuutohanpo na kumo ga yuragi o masu koto de mitomeru no dare ga tedasuke nado utsuro na batsu de oikomareru mae ni te ni ireta teikou wa kuzureyuku suna no tate fushita yowasa o tebanasu tame ni bureekaa ni wa itsumo sawarenai you ni haki tsudzuketeta uso de jiku o kata totta mitomeru no dare ga shokuji nado me ni sawaru tanchou na yasuragi mo itsuwari no eikan o kabau no wa suna no tate mamoreru hazu mo nai kono mama ja ittai nani o hikizuri meguru no? ittai dare ga senaka o osu no? kao o fusenaide te ni ireta teikou wa kuzureyuku suna no tate itsuwari no eikan o kabau no wa suna no tate mamoreru hazu mo nai kono mama ja |
How
about putting on the ground a gun you don’t even feel like
shooting? With incomplete clouds increasing their tremors I’ll recognize who will help me Before I’m cornered into empty punishments The resistance I obtained is a crumbling shield of sand For me to release my prostrated weaknesses So that the circuit breaker doesn’t always touch me, I took the form of the axis amid lies that were still being told I’ll recognize who’s to be eaten Even in a monotonous peace that obstructs my view What covers up for this laurel wreath of fabrications is a shield of sand At this rate I shouldn’t even be able to protect it Just what am I dragging round and round? Just who is pushing my back? Don’t cover your face The resistance I obtained is a crumbling shield of sand What covers up for this laurel wreath of fabrications is a shield of sand I shouldn’t even be able to protect it At this rate |
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