At the corner of town, from the acrylic window that reflected the streets
I could see a dream of someone wearing a tight dress, crying
All I can feel on my right is coldness
Even though I pretend to be fine, my shoulders won't stop trembling
The lies I got used to, those lips that speak as if they know
They don't suit you, but you hold onto them
"Ah, is that so" I say to myself
I bite on my tongue and dance, laughing
Your hair starts to blur into white
Even though I try, both my eyes only see darkness
This loneliness which I will never get used to
will last, even in the far future
I hope my withered voice will reach you
That will be an illusion, for all eternity
I tried piling sand on my torn heart, but
I felt anything but satisfaction- things just don't connect
The seasons change constantly, as if to fit my tastes
Even so, I still am unable to open up to my surroundings
All of my intentions and composure break
Even my heart yields, as the moon falls
It might just be an ordinary promise
But it seems to have stopped our time in the wind
Only traces of forsaken dreams remain
These crude motives and intense longing
started out with only the desire to know of love
but you ended up being unable to tell it apart from a play
Hey, I'm just a "Coppelia" to you right?
The lies I got used to, those lips that speak as if they know
They don't suit you, but you hold onto them
"Ah, is that so" I say to myself
I bite on my tongue and dance, laughing
Your hair starts to blur into white
Even though I try, both my eyes only see darkness
Like a fool I finally said,
"Eventually I will go to a place
where even pain has been overridden."
That will be an illusion, for all eternity
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