torch from torch by ケイシャー[keisha_kasher]

It's come to this.That's how I lived my life.
Grief can be found by looking at the Internet for three minutes.
Self-reported checklist diagnosis names the disease.
Then introspection will eventually become someone's problem.
More things you don't like.
Some things are supposed to be protected.
Forsaken, packed and carried away.
I thought the glass of the church looked very dazzling.

Rain, snow, sandstorms, and the death of parents.
Encounters, farewells, and the dirt that can't be wiped away.
It's been a while since I lost the ability to reach out.
Is this the path of life desired out of love?

Burn

Everywhere I look, I'm in some old, rundown town.
They frayed and fell, bloomed and fell, scattered on the roadside.
It crossed my mind that this had to happen.
Now that I think of it as a ghost anyway, I guess it's a ghost now.
I once rejoiced in a invisible future.
Now I'm frightened of a future,I can't see.
A sense of certainty deflated the imagination.
Ants lean on bodies that do not even know the day of the week.

Rain, snow, sandstorms, and the death of parents.
Encounters, farewells, and the dirt that can't be wiped away.
It's been a while since I lost the ability to reach out.
Is this the end of the path that was desired out of love?

The day of drop dead is getting much closer.
May the future without me be a little closer to happiness.

It won't be resolved in my lifetime.
だから死ぬまで楽しんで
"If we can't overcome, we can walk together."
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• vocaloid
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