I'm not hated; I hate everyone.
Divided and separated, the other side. Not my own, but someone else's pain.
Look! The monster inside me has grown so big!
Tell me the reason behind that faint smile.
If life itself is a debt, when will it ever be repaid?
Disconnection, chaos. My life without context. And you.
Not knowing how to dance makes you a loser in life.
Red like a rose and painful.
This path is too narrow to make wishes come true.
Love should exist enough to be scattered from the sky.
My heart is complicated, but that doesn't concern you.
Life is just a cycle, and today, blood only circulates.
A story of a life that is just a copy.
Or like placing a lemon at Maruzen.
Witches don't exist, except for me.
The opposite of 'Spring is cherry blossoms.'
Let's sing, party, and dance in the rain!
At least, collapse and decay shouldn't be equal for everyone.
A Critical Hit!
Assimilate like a bug.
On the journey to the moon, you can't help but see the Earth.
Even a self crazed with love is endearing.
I hated spring.
It seems stories only unfold while you're awake.
All I remember is nothing but misery!
The disgrace of always blaming fate.
Losing, losing, yet the inerasable afterimage of life.
'You and me'—words that feel like a double negative.
Could being illuminated be happiness?