Lining up convenient ideals, but reality is dark
Getting used to being hurt—who can’t you forgive?
Destroying what I want to love
Thinking it would be better to let it go before losing it
But I’m crying. Now, as the heavy curtain rises,
I’ve been shouting, my voice hoarse,
“Notice me here.”
Counting my insufficient self and comparing, I can’t change
Standing still here again—where should I go?
Looking for a convenient reason
Even if I look away, the dream of that day flickers
I decided not to believe in miracles, but
I kept erasing the part of me that wished for them
But I’m crying. Now, in the dazzling light,
Turning any pain into brilliance, I burn my life
Lying, behind the perfect stage,
Even if I bite back my trembling words
I spit out, like I understand more than anyone
That I can’t become anything
How much more do I need to have to feel fulfilled?
Hey, answer me, the tears, ah, the tears
Yeah, I’m crying. Before the indelible scars swallow up tomorrow,
I burn my life from the depths of darkness
Lying, now in the dazzling light,
Turning any pain into brilliance,
I burn my life
(This feeling, I can’t tell anyone)