One two three bounced
fingers closing eyes
At the stinging sound of words
My mind has become cloudy
When I open my eyes again
I ended up pouring it out
added one by one
A dream covered with colors
In my dizzy mind
Gradually becoming clearer
When I saw the faces
Two eyes met
one two three four
One, two, three
no
Comfort before falling in
continue
The tough hypocrisy that chases after you
moldy
Overlapping words and gaze
I have believed in
Even everything is behind
One two three bounced
added one by one
(one two three four
One, two, three)
no
Comfort before falling in
continue
The tough hypocrisy that chases after you
moldy
Overlapping words and gaze
I have believed in
Even everything is behind