My wet wings flap around, Spreading dust everywhere. I can't tell if I am an angel or if I'm some bug with wings. And even so, my heart beats on its own. I feel hungry. I feel greedy. I need money. I need money. I just, I want to live.

Pecking my heart with your sharp, cold beak and flying away. What have I lost? Though I look at you, I still don't feel anything. I'll reach out to grasp that hand as if I were on a trapeze. Like a jack-in-the-box jumping out, return that love to me!

Bitter Chocolate Decoration. Yearning for the ideals that everybody wants, I burned my individuality and feelings to the ground. And now, having put my greed and ego six feet under, I've finally grown up, Mommy.

No matter what you said to warn me not to rock the boat, I got heartburn, even though all of you with your envious eyes are the ones as blessed with radiance as rich as the stars.

Heaven and Hell can't start without you. The flowers are so uneven yet beautiful, that even the master and the public opinion are amazed. You planted them, didn't you?

It repeats again; a flashback, the buzzing cicadas... and you, who will never come back.

Hold on, wait a moment. Don't look away, don't avoid me. Won't you look my way only, just a bit more? Please remain as you are forever. I won't forget about that day When you threw at me love's wicked pitch A disappearing wicked pitch, remember?

Not paradise. This is not paradise. Come here. I'll become our Motherland. Love to the inferior. Until morning, I will sing by your side. Even with great "love", love cannot be erased. A love song for the inferior. Tomorrow is for the inferior.

If they all called out for someone to make things right, They wouldn't notice This fractured world crying out. That can't be called justice. O children of the blurred lines, Go ahead and rewrite history to your heart's content. The die's already been cast.

If no two things in the world are the same, then there’s no need to put a name to this feeling

I can't believe that I'm alive.

I wanted to be close like we were a long time ago, but... if I'm hurting you by trying to do that, then... Never mind. You can hate me all you want... And if you're gonna quit guitar like this... If you're gonna be the type of sister who breaks her promise... Then I hate you too!

“Magic” is more tired of waiting around the corner than you might think.

This is a song dedicated to the great villains, act the part to the very bone, viciously. The more cruel a town, the more beautiful its rainbow.

No way, shut up! It crosses the line, seriously, I’m really in awe of the earth.

Laughing every time I fall short Crying every time I count my growing baggage Feeling disappointed when things aren’t as I hoped I can’t even blame anyone else, and it bothers me.

Trying to find the colors someone wanted me to have, I’ve been walking. I realized that I didn’t even know where I was or what my goal was, and that I was completely lost. Forcing myself to smile, lying to myself, a teardrop fell from the blue, clear sky.

Trying to read people's expressions, being swept along by life's necessities. ...What is it that I truly want? Even though I feel so miserable and pathetic, I still can't seem to change myself.

You're a cheater, holding my love hostage. As punishment, if we could meet again, scoop up the time that's spilled out like eternity. Please stay by my side.

Wearing the colors someone else gave me, I’ve pretended to be someone else. Putting my hands to my chest, I sing as if to tell myself “This is who I am”.