Children
Dir en grey
Remains of my thought are cut by razor
In your live to you who lacks
intelligence
Dreams are unperfect, love is strong
No outlet in your heads
Remains of my thought continue to search
that
No outlet for a reckless like me
Neo (?)
I can't control my mind
Can't control
It can't be said with words, it can't
sound with words
Words break my heart
I who weared a mask of adult
With a knife that won't leave anything,
I...
I joked about my closed friends
Words right now break them
I who weared a mask of youth
I asked for something I can't hear at
all
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