Lyrics: Miya boku wa HONTO wa hakujaku de itsumo hitori de naitemasu fudan minna ni miseteru boku wa uso de oowareta tanin desu "nande uchi ni komoru no?" katte hontou wo mirareru no ga kowai kara gomen nasai betsu ni minna wo kirai na wake ja nain'da itsumo boku ga shiteiru koto wa ikenai koto da to wakattemasu sore ga jibun no sonzai sae mo hitei suru hodo no koto da to shitteimasu minna ga iru koto de sonzai suru boku dake no mono ja nai fukakachi wo riyoushi, fuminijiri, sagesumare, nido to naoranu kizu wo nokoshitemo sou shinai to kowain'desu boku wa sore ka nai to kowain'desu yuugure no kouen tsukurikake no suna no shiro boku ga sameta me de fumitsubusu imi no nai oto ga oosugite misekake dake no kyouyuu wa BARABARA ni itsushika saitei na boku kara sudatte shimatta shoudou wa boku wo tojikome kagi wo kakete nido to modotte wa konakatta minna de issho ni tsukuri ageta totemo totemo kirei na shoudou wa ima wa marude nisemono no yama mou moto no omokage mo arimasen ima made wa betsujin datta hazu no boku ga subete kaete shimatta kare ga ima made wa hontou no boku mou moto ni modosu koto wa dekimasen omoidasu tabi itaku naru karada. kono mama zenbu yakitsukushite shimaou. I Could Not Stand my Real Self, so I Created Myself a Real Self The truth is that I am weak and always crying by myself The me I am usually showing to everyone is a stranger concealed in lies "Why do you seclude yourself inside?" Because I'm scared that you might see the truth I'm sorry, it's not because I hate any of you Every time, I understand that the things I am doing are forbidden things I know that it has came to the point where I deny even my own existence Even though my incurable wounds remain because I use, trample on, scorn upon The value-added that is not only of this me who exists within your being all here If I don't do this, I get scared. Without this, I get scared In the evening, my eyes cold, I? trample down A sandcastle that was built in the park The meaningless sounds are unbearable And the shares that were only pretended loosen Before I knew, the urge to seek independance from my disgusting self Has imprisoned and locked me down so that I never got to return to it The very, very beautiful urges that I have created together with everybody Now are just a mountain of sham; there are no remains of the origin anymore This self of mine who was someone else until now has completely changed Was he my real self until now? I cannot reconstitute him anymore My body becomes painful whenever I remember him. Let me burn him down altogether as he is.
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