歌手： OMI
配信/発売日：2023/10/07
作詞：omi
作曲：omi
あと少しだけ許して
感受性のその先も
僕の辿る道のりも
壊せないや
このまま腐るだけなら
もう踊れないよ
これでいいよ
最後に鳴る
現れるプライド
繰り返す永遠の2秒
思い残すはガラクタか、どうでもいいか
あと少しだけ許して
感受性のその先も
僕の辿る道のりも
瞼の裏にあるもの
言葉に残せないもの
目に見えるものだけのこの世界で
勘違いも染めていく君の願いは僕のものだ
衝動的日々暴走せし欠落論
蒙昧な脳内は
お前が生み出す苦しみになるから
想像敵、四肢、逃走せし結末の
最悪な開幕が
いつか報われる時がくるなら
あと少しだけ許して
感受性のその先も
触れる1mmも欠片も
創造、光、己が見せた
ただ踊る姿描いた絵画景色の
朽ちる貴様の言葉じゃ何も届かないから
僕が見せたこの視線も波の色も誰が放つ
言葉に咲いた壊す魔法でも
重すぎる記憶が塞ぐフィルムも
繰り返しなぞるその指も
盲目すぎる偽装が揺らすステージを
堕ちてく世界から
見えないアタマの奥へ
夢中になっていく
無数に成っていく
浮遊視界で視る
完璧な未来から
耳鳴りがする方へ
その時まで
ato suko si dake yuru si te
kanzyusei no sono saki mo
boku no tado ru miti nori mo
kobo se nai ya
konomama kusa ru dake nara
mou odo re nai yo
kore de ii yo
saigo ni na ru
arawa reru puraido
ku ri kae su eien no 2 byou
omo i noko su ha garakuta ka 、 dou demo ii ka
ato suko si dake yuru si te
kanzyusei no sono saki mo
boku no tado ru miti nori mo
mabuta no ura ni aru mono
kotoba ni noko se nai mono
me ni mi eru mono dake no kono sekai de
kantiga i mo so me te iku kimi no nega i ha boku no mono da
syoudouteki hibi bousou se si keturaku ron
moumai na nounai ha
o mae ga u mi da su kuru simi ni naru kara
souzou teki 、 sisi 、 tousou se si ketumatu no
saiaku na kaimaku ga
ituka muku wa reru toki ga kuru nara
ato suko si dake yuru si te
kanzyusei no sono saki mo
hu reru 1 mm mo kakera mo
souzou 、 hikari 、 onore ga mi se ta
tada odo ru sugata ega i ta kaiga gesiki no
ku tiru kisama no kotoba zya nani mo todo ka nai kara
boku ga mi se ta kono sisen mo nami no iro mo dare ga hana tu
kotoba ni sa i ta kowa su mahou demo
omo sugiru kioku ga husa gu firumu mo
ku ri kae si nazoru sono yubi mo
moumoku sugiru gisou ga yu rasu sute-zi wo
o ti teku sekai kara
mi e nai atama no oku he
mutyuu ni naxtu te iku
musuu ni na xtu te iku
huyuu sikai de mi ru
kanpeki na mirai kara
mimina ri ga suru hou he
sono toki made
Forgive me a little more.
The front of sensitivity
So is the road I'm going to take
Can't be broken
If it just rots like this
I can't dance anymore.
That's it.
Finally ring
Appearing self-esteem
Repeat forever for 2 seconds
Is it waste that you miss? Does it matter?
Forgive me a little more.
The front of sensitivity
So is the road I'm going to take
thorn in one's flesh
Unspeakable things
In this world where only things can be seen.
The misunderstanding is also infected. Your wish is mine.
Impulsive days get out of control every day, absence theory
In the ignorant brain
Because it will be the pain you caused.
Imagining the enemy, limbs, escape ending
The worst opening.
If one day it will pay off.
Forgive me a little more.
The front of sensitivity
1mm of touch and fragments are all
Creation, light, self-expression
It's just the dance, the scenery.
Because your rotten words can't reach anything.
Who made this line of sight and the color of the waves I saw?
Even the destructive magic that blooms in language
Some films will block too many memories.
The finger that is repeatedly depicted.
Shake the stage of too blind disguise
From the fallen world
Into the depths of the invisible balls
Be hooked
thousands of
Look at it with a floating field of vision
From the perfect future
For people with tinnitus
Until then.
