Sabishisa magirawashi mitasu kaikan Sabite kusatte wa ushinatte iku My love Dore dake suki ni natte mo te wa todokanai Majiri au koto dake o kangaeta odora sareru nanika no tenohira Subete wa yoku no tame ni tsugō yoi dōgu atsukai Betsuni sorede yokatta kako wa kinishinai sa Kegare heto narisagatta anohi ni wa modorenai Hajimeyou jiko manzoku chūtohanpade iru aijō Nani mo omowanai yo munashīkedo. Chigau sekai-sen no shiawase aishiatte ita heya de Kaiwa mo tsudzukanai mama yōshi midareru Kon'na yatsu de gomen ne demo ima dake wa tanoshī yo Te tsunagu dēto janakute dakiai neru beddo janakute Te wa tsunaide iruga 'suki' wa zero Sū jū-bu-go tenshon sae mo kuchihateru Kenja mōdo nagasu alcohol Kimi no hyōjō waratteru yo eguru Hontō wa modoritaku narunda Subete wa otagai ga unda Sabishisa magirawashi mitasu kaikan Sabite kusatte wa ushinatte iku My love Dore dake suki ni natte mo te wa todokanai Majiri au koto dake o kangaeta odora sareru nanika no tenohira Subete wa yoku no tame ni tsugō yoi dōgu atsukai Betsuni sorede yokatta kako wa kinishinai sa Kegare heto narisagatta anohi ni wa modorenai Hajimeyou jiko manzoku chūtohanpade iru aijō Nani mo omowanai yo munashīkedo. 寂しさ紛らわし 満たす快感 錆びて腐っては失っていく My love どれだけ好きになっても 手は届かない 交じり合う事だけを考えた 躍らされる何かの掌 全ては欲の為に 都合良い 道具扱い 別にそれで良かった 過去は気にしないさ 汚れへと成り下がった あの日には戻れない 始めよう 自己満足 中途半端で居る愛情 何も思わないよ 虚しいけど。 違う世界線の幸せ 愛し合っていた部屋で 会話も続かないまま 容姿 乱れる こんな奴でごめんね でも今だけは楽しいよ 手繋ぐデートじゃなくて 抱き合い寝る ベッドじゃなくて 手は繋いでいるが「好き」はゼロ 数十分後 テンションさえも朽ち果てる 賢者モード 流す alcohol 君の表情 笑ってるよ 抉る 本当は戻りたくなるんだ 全てはお互いが生んだ 寂しさ紛らわし 満たす快感 錆びて腐っては失っていく My love どれだけ好きになっても 手は届かない 交じり合う事だけを考えた 躍らされる何かの掌 全ては欲の為に 都合良い 道具扱い 別にそれで良かった 過去は気にしないさ 汚れへと成り下がった あの日には戻れない 始めよう 自己満足 中途半端で居る愛情 何も思わないよ 虚しいけど。 It's Pleasure to deceive loneliness. Rusted and rotten, then I lose it. My love. No matter how much I love you. Still, I can't reach you. Can only think about sensuality. Twisted around "something's" finger. It's all about "lust". Just a tool, which comes in handy. It's fine being like this. Don't care about our past anymore. Turns out filthy. We can never head back to those days. Let's start, self-satisfaction. Incomplete "romantic relationship". Not thinking about anything. It just feels empty. "Happiness" from the parallel world. In the room where we loved each other. Not continuing any conversation. Clothes and hair, messy. Sorry for being such a person, but I'm having fun right now. Not a date which we hold in our hands. Not a bed where we hug and sleep. Though hands are holding, there's none of "love". Half an hour later, the high spirits decay. Post-orgasm, alcohol flows. You smiled. While my heart aches. Really want to reverse time. When everything was given by each other. It's Pleasure to deceive loneliness. Rusted and rotten, then I lose it. My love. No matter how much I love you. Still, I can't reach you. Can only think about sensuality. Twisted around "something's" finger. It's all about "lust". Just a tool, which comes in handy. It's fine being like this. Don't care about our past anymore. Turns out filthy. We can never head back to those days. Let's start, self-satisfaction. Incomplete "romantic relationship". Not thinking about anything. It just feels empty.