If I trip and fall, I’ll get left behind.
Surrounded by muddy water, I’m still staggering along today…
Now that my world has been tainted, there’s no room for lighthearted conversation;
This loner’s logic that’s bled into me… can no longer be wiped away.
I’ve decided to remain here, even if it ends up testing my limits;
I’ve been muttering, “I’ve no other choice…” as if it were a magic spell.
Breaking down the things we built up… tearing away the things we obtained…
We quenched our dried our brains with endlessly running blood and sweat…
Back then, we were surely going all out, and so young.
Which one of us will manage to open up this world?
If I forget how to have fun, I’ll grow old and start to wither.
Lately, I’ve only had time for work; I’ve been smiling less and less…
But do you remember? There were so many things shining amid those piles of junk.
So before all those precious things are completely buried-
Sending everything in our way flying… dodging whatever gathered around us…
We quenched our thirsty hearts with endlessly running blood and tears…
Back then, we were surely going all out, and so young.
If we remain afraid, nothing new will ever come!
I’ve decided to give up on trying to find an answer amid this stagnant scenery.
This cloudy water is made suddenly clear by a new ray of hope!
Breaking down the things I built up… tearing away the things I obtained…
Overlapping in many layers, a parabola forms unto the dreams I envisioned.
Without a doubt, we’ll always be going all out, and so young!
But I’ll be the one to open up this world!
My view is already completely clear!