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Words & music: Yoshiki
I'm bored to death (Go mad)
kabe ni tobi-chiru sprinter of glass (shed blood)
kaerimiru kako ni mushibamare chi o nagasu
I come to my sense (at last)
azakeri-waray Out sider
subete kudake-chiru kaikan ni me o samasu
kioku ni yaki-tsuku omae no sugata
chi hedo de haki-sutero
I don't want want vanishing love
Break out of (my mold)
kagami ni utsuru False face (break up)
mi-ushinai-kaketa yokubou o baku-kesu toki
Make a past (at girl)
maboroshi ni mita A real knock out
kichigai-jimita kairaku ni ake-kurero
karami-tsuku omae no gen'ei wasurarenai kurushimi
chi-mayou kokoro no kakera wa kage mo katachi mo nai yume o
ima mo oi-tsuzuiteru tsukurareta kyouki-yosooi
"I can't stand" How I try to decive myself
"Waiting for you"
If the tears turn into blood
"Can't get away"
How I try to decive myself
"Portrait of you"
No matter what you say
I can't lose track of you I missed
Injury deep inside my heart still remain
Cut up my heart (that) you live
In my illusion you go away
I stand rooted to the spot
(laugh at me) Being at my wit's end
(laugh at me) Even if it's a forced smile
(laugh at me) Being at my wit's end
Translate to:
Words & music: Yoshiki
I'm bored to death (Go mad)
kabe ni tobi-chiru sprinter of glass (shed blood)
kaerimiru kako ni mushibamare chi o nagasu
I come to my sense (at last)
azakeri-waray Out sider
subete kudake-chiru kaikan ni me o samasu
kioku ni yaki-tsuku omae no sugata
chi hedo de haki-sutero
I don't want want vanishing love
Break out of (my mold)
kagami ni utsuru False face (break up)
mi-ushinai-kaketa yokubou o baku-kesu toki
Make a past (at girl)
maboroshi ni mita A real knock out
kichigai-jimita kairaku ni ake-kurero
karami-tsuku omae no gen'ei wasurarenai kurushimi
chi-mayou kokoro no kakera wa kage mo katachi mo nai yume o
ima mo oi-tsuzuiteru tsukurareta kyouki-yosooi
"I can't stand" How I try to decive myself
"Waiting for you"
If the tears turn into blood
"Can't get away"
How I try to decive myself
"Portrait of you"
No matter what you say
I can't lose track of you I missed
Injury deep inside my heart still remain
Cut up my heart (that) you live
In my illusion you go away
I stand rooted to the spot
(laugh at me) Being at my wit's end
(laugh at me) Even if it's a forced smile
(laugh at me) Being at my wit's end