Yesterday at that bookstore
The book that you liked
I bought it even though I won't read it
Like it hurts, like an idiot
Your eyes were dazzling with kindness
I became unable to tell the truth
If you notice it, it doesn't even become that painful
I got a fever and remembered
That all bad things are inside the refrigerator
Come over here and we will laugh
Don't put off the light of the room either
Inside a dream falling on the sofa
I can't forgive such a worthless life
I get old, become smoke, crosses and disappears
I can't love such a worthless life
I become sluggish, waiting for that someday, and then repeat again
I forgot after a long movie
The small compensation, too insufficient to capture
If it's something I can do I would want us to stay like this forever
Not letting go
Without being able to be honest even once
Even if you become loved, then what happens?
Like hell, I won't even say that and I don't see it as detestable either
I got a fever and I remembered
That all bad things are inside the refrigerator
Come over here and we will laugh
My fear of pain is no more now
I close my eyes and cut the blue thorn
I can't forgive such a worthless life
I get old, become smoke, crosses and disappears
I can't love such a worthless life
I become sluggish, waiting for that someday, and then repeat again
I can't forgive such a worthless life
I get old, become smoke, crosses and disappears
Don't find such a worthless me
The shape becomes distorted, going along the channel, and then arriving here again