I’ve recorded a few important things
But they all seem unworthy
I panicked and hid them, but were they read?
I can’t do anything about it, I’m still just a child
Sin is sin
People judge
As Enma -sama says
The chain of crimes
Living is hope
Asking the question “Who’s at fault?”
Imagination and reality take a detour
We’re walking a tightrope
Limited by time
That’s why it’s
Interesting, right?
Even immature things like getting hurt
Are just the prologue
But my past that clings to me like a monster
Still hasn’t lost its nostalgia for me
In a single moment, I wrote with all my instincts
Our white-lined declaration of remorse
Shall we head towards a last act like falling into ruin?
I’ll keep living
It’s fine if it’s not fast, it’s fine if I don’t feel good
It’s okay to embrace everything and swallow it whole
It’s better to just stop without hesitation
So in the end, I can’t do anything about it, I’ve become an adult
Even when I’m feeling down,
Interactions with others are so cold
Yeah, yeah, then what’s written in the air to be read
Even if time flows, I can’t become someone else
But I’m just a single thing like a deity or buddha
In my thoughts, I wrote with all my instincts
Our declaration of sadness
Shall we run towards a last act like going through it?
I’ll keep on walking
Emotions and reason fight each other
My transparent self is disappearing
But, you see, I’m walking a tightrope
Even though it’s dangerous and difficult
That’s why it’s
Interesting, right?
Even immature things like getting hurt
Are just the prologue
But my past that clings to me like a monster
Still hasn’t lost its nostalgia for me
In a single moment, I wrote with all my instincts
Our white-lined declaration of remorse
Shall we head towards a last act like falling into ruin?
I’ll keep living
Becoming an adult isn’t sad
It’s a battle between joy and pain
In the end, what will be tied together
Is laughing together
That’s the purpose of growing up