Wanting to spew out the jarred thoughts is
Because there’s no other proof of my existence
My future that I should’ve grabbed hold is
Conflicting between “dignity†and “freedomâ€
Wanting to erase the distorted afterimage is
Because I’ll see my limit there
In the window of the excessively self-conscious me
There are no dates in last year’s calendar
Erase and rewrite
The depressed heart
And the dirty lie
Revive
And rewrite
The meaningless imagination and the driving force that creates you
Give it your whole body and soul
After cutting my feelings that grew, I regret
After realizing that after all, I’m just a mediocrity, I cry
Erase and rewrite
The depressed heart
And the dirty lie
Revive
And rewrite
The meaningless imagination and the driving force that creates you
Give it your whole body and soul
