Contraryfeat. Hatsune Miku
There's no way I can express these feelings.
Lyrics
A sentimentality that doesn’t suit me
I prayed you wouldn’t notice
If only there were no one else
If only you were alone too
…like that
Cruel, aren’t I—
telling you to fill your loneliness with me
It’s downright pathetic
to want to see you this badly
I could never say it—I’m contrary
I laugh with my eyes rolled back
The nape of your neck
stabbed straight through my heart
There’s no going back
Cut, paste, cut, paste
A sentimentality that won’t open
Not something to show off
Don’t get along with that girl
Don’t get along with anyone
…like that
Cowardly, aren’t I—
deep in my gut, that’s my true nature
My driving force
looks like I’m wishing for ruin
I’d die like this—still contrary
Everything I couldn’t say—left unsaid
Your fingertips
gouged into my brain
Wash them well, okay?
Right hand, left hand, right hand, left hand
Your eyes I saw through the mirror
dry, and yet so cold
It’s downright pathetic
to want to see you this badly
I could never say it—I’m contrary
I laugh with my eyes rolled back
The nape of your neck
stabbed straight through my heart
There’s no going back
Cut, paste, cut, paste
I prayed you wouldn’t notice
If only there were no one else
If only you were alone too
…like that
Cruel, aren’t I—
telling you to fill your loneliness with me
It’s downright pathetic
to want to see you this badly
I could never say it—I’m contrary
I laugh with my eyes rolled back
The nape of your neck
stabbed straight through my heart
There’s no going back
Cut, paste, cut, paste
A sentimentality that won’t open
Not something to show off
Don’t get along with that girl
Don’t get along with anyone
…like that
Cowardly, aren’t I—
deep in my gut, that’s my true nature
My driving force
looks like I’m wishing for ruin
I’d die like this—still contrary
Everything I couldn’t say—left unsaid
Your fingertips
gouged into my brain
Wash them well, okay?
Right hand, left hand, right hand, left hand
Your eyes I saw through the mirror
dry, and yet so cold
It’s downright pathetic
to want to see you this badly
I could never say it—I’m contrary
I laugh with my eyes rolled back
The nape of your neck
stabbed straight through my heart
There’s no going back
Cut, paste, cut, paste