Delusion, defeat?
My HP (life) is still recharging
Not having much luck, huh?
Just want to wander around a bit
How about it, in a la mode gravitating toward the center
Without asking
Endless wandering cooking
First, crush the excitement
Melt it with those fragments and milk
Pour in 7g of sarcasm
Mix it, then bake it with sugar and thoughts for 39 minutes
Cool it a bit with the gaze of those around you
Hide only the secret me
Won’t let it out, won’t let it out, won’t let it out
The worst? Pity, a foundation of sleep sugar
No progress, no progress, so communicating with demons like this
One more TIME-OUT, perpetual pity award on the face
Why can’t it be helped, why can’t it be like this?
Tell me, Laplace
Why can’t I say why and what happened
I’m sure I already know
I’m going to melt!
Answer me, Laplace
Why, why, why!
Only this future, only this future
Is darkness
Future, mutual love?
Seeking love with a little devil make-up
Don’t vomit it out
Just want to give a tiny bit of a present
The thoughts I’ve been accumulating
A love with a devilish taste
And a smoothly melting delusional music
Resolute abandonment
A fashion show of cerebral blackouts
It’s irrelevant, it’s irrelevant, but like this
Deciphering the devil
Ingredient list, incomprehensible
Hibernating frozen love brain
Even if I agonize and worry
I won’t understand through calculations
Tell me, Laplace
Why can’t I say why and what I want
I’m sure I already know
I’ll run away!
Answer me, Laplace
Why, why, why!
Only this future, only this future
Tell me, Laplace
Why can’t I heal no matter what I do
I’m sure I already knew
I’m going to melt!
I don’t understand, Laplace
Why, why, why!
Only this future, only this future
Is darkness!