I want to show you the depths of me that are not on Instagram
I want to become yours, I want to, I want to
The gaze of the morning sun is cold, the smell of cigarettes permeates my clothes
Even after the night ends, I still can’t go anywhere, don’t let me go, don’t leave me
This is an unavoidably ridiculous and silly love
Even though I know I shouldn’t fall in love with this, it’s like that…
I know, it’s the mischief of the age
Drawn to a not-so-good guy, wanting more and more
Burning in the zero-degree Celsius pale Tokyo
Even on the outskirts of the night, in the middle of you and me
Erasing unnecessary items, I wanted to bloom like winter flowers
The first train makes me more embarrassed than the daylight
I don’t want it to be morning anymore, yesterday is fine forever
The empty and cold air stabs the depths of my chest with a big knife
Your smiling face is dear to me, looking into each other’s eyes and talking about nothing
I wanted to do more and more, I wanted to touch deeper inside you
If it doesn’t come true, perish, Tokyo
Why does the snow wet me? Don’t make fun, wait a bit
Even the choking tears freeze, I hate winter
Entering the convenience store and choosing somewhat randomly, miso soup with shijimi clams. Why?
In the liver and heart, warmth melts
I want to show you the depths of me that are not on Instagram
I want to show you, become yours, I want to, I want to
The gaze of the morning sun is cold, the smell of cigarettes permeates my clothes
Even after the night ends, I still can’t go anywhere, don’t let me go
Don’t leave me
