Run with Wolves 歌詞 Girls Dead Monster

every night otozureru itami o kishikishi kishimu beddo no ue de tataete nani ga machigatteita no ka are mo kore mo to koukai no nen ni kararemakuru

“ima no mama ja dame ni naru ne” to dare ga ittanoka mo wakaranakunaru

mou hitori de ikite iku shika nai to moeyuku kouya o mitsume kizu o otta ookami no you ni wa yeah! kieteikitakunai madamada sore nara taoreta hou ga mashi dakara

friday otozureru shuumatsu souzen to shita heya mo katadzukanai sukoshi nobita tsume o kande terebi o miteru mou nandemoyokunattekuru arukooru o atama kara abita kore de yoeru nara mada raku na no ni

mou mukashi no you ni waraenai koto o kanashii koto da to omowanai tada daremo ga erande iku koto na no ka konna kurushii koto na no ni sore nara nigeta hou ga mashi na no ni

dame ni narisou yogendouri da yokunai souzou nante haite wa sutero!

mou hitori de ikite iku shika nai to moeyuku kouya o mitsume kizu o otta ookami no you ni wa yeah! kieteikitakunai madamada mou mukashi no you ni waraenai koto o kanashii koto da to omowanai kouya kakeru ookami wa ima mo mada furikaeru koto mo nai sore nara saki o isogou run with wolves

Every night, I bear the pain that visits me upon this squeaky, creaky bed. Did I make a mistake somewhere? I end up succumbing to regret over so many things.

“You’ll become useless if you keep this up.” I’m even starting to forget who told me that.

There’s no choice but to live on alone, seeking a wilderness covered in flame, Just like a wounded wolf, yeah! I don’t want to fade away, not yet, ‘Cause I’d be better off dead otherwise.

Friday, the weekend is approaching, and I can’t bring myself to clean my tumultuous room, I’m biting at my slightly long nails while watching TV; everything seems better all of a sudden. I wash myself from head to toe in alcohol; if only I could get drunk like this.

I no longer find it sad that I can’t laugh as I used to, Does anyone simply choose this, even though it’s this painful? ‘Cause you’d be better off running away, if that’s the case.

I think I’m becoming worthless, just as I expected, I’ll spit out all these terrible things I’m imagining and toss them aside!

There’s no choice but to live on alone, seeking a wilderness covered in flame, Just like a wounded wolf, yeah! I don’t want to fade away, not yet. I no longer find it sad that I can’t laugh as I used to, The wolves that run across these wilds never look back, Therefore, let’s hurry onward; run with wolves.