It’s just as you say
Just as I’ve heard somewhere
Reality is stranger than fiction
There’s no doubt
Skipping the footnotes
Guided by the mystical, enigmatic guide
And being drawn in
This is not a novel, it’s an unwritten plot
Ah, ah, ah
I hear a voice that won’t stop
The price, love, love
A warning, blooming in filth, caught my eye
The captive heart signals
The formation of the word “fiction”
Surely, everyone just pretends not to see
A certain strangeness that often occurs
The calling of the darkness
Before you know it, it becomes comfortable
Inhibition of naming, that’s the hazard
Ignorance is not forgiven
It’s just as you say
Just as I’ve heard somewhere
Life is more fleeting than we think
I’m the same
Skipping the footnotes
As if it were beckoning me
The taboo seems to have been there from the start
I’m going mad again
Dance in turbidity, caress the dark night
No one knows who anyone is, muddy
Caught by a monster
Still spinning, the chain of resentment
Shadows, sighs, indifference
Delusions, confusion, vividly
I’m still not sure who I am
(I’m still not sure who I am)
The smell of debris seen in a half-ruined dream
The destination of sorrow, before you know it
Words like “impressions” just push it aside
Surely, we’ve been avoiding it
An unexplainable, certain strangeness
Even if you don’t know the overflowing reason
It’s certain that what you call tears
Inhibition of naming, that’s the hazard
Destroying the everyday not written in the script
Memories hidden in incomprehension, before they stop ringing
Incomprehensible, invisible
Untouchable, surely
Someone is crying and fading away
It’s a warning signal
From this sad tale
If I could take only you back with me
It’s okay if there’s no tomorrow