Even within the flow of time,
A languid feeling is circling about.
I can’t even see my escaping heart. Yeah, I don’t know anything about it.
Unable to move on my own,
I’m washed away into a dip in time.
I don’t know anything about my surroundings. I am me, that’s all.
Am I witnessing a dream? Am I witnessing nothing?
My words aren’t even worth speaking.
Being sad will only tire me out.
I’d rather go on feeling nothing.
Even if I were given words that bewilder me,
My heart is somewhere in the clouds.
If I were somehow able to move on my own—
If I could change all of this—I’d make it all black.
Is there any future for someone like me?
Do I even exist in a world like this?
Am I heartbroken right now? Am I sad?
I never manage to know myself.
Walking onward would only tire me out.
I don’t know what anyone else expects.
Can someone like me ever change?
If I were able to change, would I turn white?
Even within the flow of time,
A languid feeling is circling about.
I can’t even see my escaping heart. Yeah, I don’t know anything about it.
Unable to move on my own,
I’m washed away into a dip in time.
I don’t know anything about my surroundings. I am me, that’s all.
Am I witnessing a dream? Am I witnessing nothing?
My words aren’t even worth speaking.
Being sad will only tire me out.
I’d rather go on feeling nothing.
Even if I were given words that bewilder me,
My heart is somewhere in the clouds.
If I were somehow able to move on my own—
If I could change all of this—I’d make it all black.
Is there any future for this wasted time?
Do I even exist in a place like this?
If you’d something to call me by,
If you’re looking for the word, it’d be “useless”.
Do I even exist in a place like this?
Do I even exist in a time like this?
If I too were able to change—
If I were somehow able to change—would I turn white?
Am I witnessing a dream? Am I witnessing nothing?
My words aren’t even worth speaking.
Being sad will only tire me out.
I’d rather go on feeling nothing.
Even if I were given words that bewilder me,
My heart is somewhere in the clouds.
If I were somehow able to move on my own—
If I could change all of this—I’d make it all black.
If I were to move… if I were to move…
I’d shatter everything… I’d shatter everything…
If I were to feel sad… if I were to feel sad…
Would my heart become white?
You… me… everything…
I still don’t know anything about them.
If everything will shatter once I open these heavy eyelids,
Let it all turn black!!!