Swallowed into the darkness
Sadness is hazy
Strict manners like
French cuisine
The invitation from ants
The core of this planet is clear
Dinner party just as a French cuisine is like
Haven’t forgotten
I haven’t forgotten
Nothing is rubbing
There is no misalignment
When will my world end?
Haven’t forgotten
I haven’t forgotten
Nothing is rubbing
Is all just nothing?
I want to sleep embracing the yesterdays with you
Being foreseen
The buds are happy
Sweet trap like the cream in French dishes
The keys are locked
The spray of the spore was an illusion
An exhibition like somebody’s house
Don’t want expectations
Don’t want them to say
Don’t want everything to end as a dream
When will my memories fruit?
Haven’t forgotten
I haven’t forgotten
Nothing is rubbing
It’s not everything
I want to embrace the time with you and deteriorate
Getting used to love
The answer for you and me
Even if it’s light taste
As long as you can taste it it’s good
Hitting a ball to a big wall
Even if the love is like that and heavy
Please
A bizarre destiny
This day, being able to laugh at the weirdness
Makes me unbearably adore
A bizarre destiny
If we are to forget
This day of us saying we have met
Please