Each one. Comparison. Comparison.

Humans can’t help growing old, like oil can’t help growing cold?

A garbage dump of teary eyes, a reason to change for the better, I don't want to hear about any of that. It hurts, it hurts, I want to cry

I scratch my throat just so I don't go insane

Calamity. Successive. Brand new.

I’ve found out that a naive girl behaving like a lady is absolutely worthless

Pray for the hung corpse

Thus I tried to refill my heart with a delusional happiness, by locking it up

Laughing scornfully at the resonance before and the selfish assistances, let's wait upon that assembled thoughts and discard them at the place where we should throw them away

But before it gives out, let’s entangle ourselves in a mess and shed some happy tears!

When I learned that there was nothing useful in a naive girl behaving like a lady

Unable to hold my laughter at the charm before and the selfish affections, let's tear off the distorted wordplay, and discard them at the place where we should throw them away

with some simple expression of sympathy and condolence

Let's stop, how many times will we regret the future that they ended?

Hope my self-hatred will grow ever larger!

against the kind of norms dictated by “common sense” and whatnot.

Growing brutal in quick succession, my beloved accomplice

Sneer with all your might!

(I feel sorry for you)

Please

Let’s get this done with before it ends, my cooking toys are completely rotten.

Make me reflect it

I won’t let you go.

Excite!

I haven’t been able to smile, I wonder when that began

You might as well just kick me down, kick me down, sink me into the abyss of dreams

I'd rather spill your blood at this place

As Angel 92, I'll watch ecstasy (MDMA) pierce into your head.

that’s pitifully become completely roughed up, the whole thing.

And countless correct mistakes have come baring their teeth

Beautiful taste of infatuation

A just-ruined body, a bitten delusion

Ready. Unsightly. Abuse laid bare.

Revision. Private. Change.

They were received brazenly, the loser's grief and the considerations of emptiness

Grant a nature to innocence’s embers

You stumble around so adorably yet sorrowfully

How much longer am I going to trudge my way onward?

(All aboard the future)

Let's sever all ties

I’m taking a step back to get a good look at this virtually nonexistent secret between us

Like you’d just let it fly by, upon the point of contact.

Resignation!

Bundling up the fruit of our love, too, and into the locker it goes

I don’t know when it started, but it seems like this little heart of mine has been screaming out nonstop.

Just an extension of the kind of personal protest you could find anywhere.

Their bodies, fat and swollen, are left miserably exposed forever

A fire that won’t disappear if you don’t light it

Even though I loved you.

You’ve done nothing wrong