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When you create something it might be something for you
so
what's the point to know the history
what's the point to imitate the majority
what's the point to repeat after their voices

you can pretend you've done
but i know you know you are not sure
tell me if you find out the meaning then
nobody can't hide from the falling sky

when you find something it might be something for you
so
what's the point to know the history
what's the point to imitate the majority
what's the point to become the same

you can pretend you've done
but i know you know you are not sure
tell me if you find out the meaning then
nobody can't hide from the falling sky

and
nobody have been blamed and judged thoroughly
any cliché has always been admirable
we should know it's time to deserve what we've done
we should know it's no meaning to ask who responsible is
as nobody can't hide from the falling black sky

so
what's the point to know the history
what's the point to imitate the majority
what's the point to repeat after their voices

you can pretend you've done
but i know you know you are not sure
so tell me if you really think you know the meaning
nobody can't deny what you have done
what you have done

make it easy for A little bit longer

Clear visions make you feel comfortable
also just make you feel nervous
when you want to do something
but do not let them control yourself
however you wouldn't come to terms with it
don't have to take any responsibility
only suffer from trying to swallow
and you wish be swallowed instead

stop being brutally honest
stop putting others first
stop hurting others' feelings
stop being fiercely loyal
but do not let them control yourself
however you wouldn't come to terms with it
won't change anything that you can't
only keep going towards another day unknown
and you wish be just happy
just happy

if

If you see it in the thick fog

just soak it

just feel it

and just keep looking up that way

even if you couldn't see it anymore

if you hear it in a draughty alley

just sense it

just remember it

and just keep humming along with

even if you couldn't hear it anymore

it knows you

it feels you

it needs you

it loves you

even if you don't know the reason

things notice at sunrise

i think i was looking at you
but you were not in my eyes
i was thinking with an empty heart

a white room makes me lose sense of direction
not sort of green eyed creatures
don't know why everything seems to be good to you
you never say what you want but get it all
all rubbish to you
you feed it and make it feel good
all rubbish to you

you are on the throne
you don't feel happy
coz that's not the point
you don't feel happy but not so bad

i will understand
the smell memory has gone

dailies

Psychedelic

dry lips
air & mug
swinging & reading
crash1
try to be nice
crash,crash and crash4
chucking it down
avoiding cinnamon
try to make a smile
rewrite a letter
that i don't give a shit
shame on me?

a sloppy story
in my bed
in my head

night-night

leave it as it is

Buildings covered pointless signs
artificial beauty decorated colourless gas
somehow that are more likely to belong to us
by the look of it

but why looks so black?
what makes me feel so?
even the place i used to belong

your voice made it
or i just forgot to feel all feeling
with exhaustion?

the thing has gone further away
that had been the most to be concerned
as if it was never exsited

i'm not a particular drifter any more who is paralysed
i'm just one of the spectators of the painless life
and going back to the normal unconsciously

promise promise

You smile i smile
you can smile i can smile
you make me smile i make you smile
you make me happy, really happy

if only i could make you happy, really happy

maybe i can't see you again
maybe i can't feel the same exactly again
you, me reflection smiling looks slightly different

so please promise not to forget me
i would forget you someday
and please promise me
promise promise