Being gaudy
The season when we passed
The time that we spent together
Do you remember the time when you shared it?
You of a wannabee always told a dream
Do you remember it?

You who said that I found my way threw away various things and left our land
Is it cheerful?
There is not you, and I feel worthless

As for the night that is the loneliness that you chose, are you quiet?
Was the freedom that you expected available?
If your heart is not rusted, you can get truth

I wait for you who passed me to come back to here
But you do not escape
You are with being gaudy
I wait for you who passed me to come back to here
Are not you just a wannabee like him?

I wait for you who passed me to come back to here
But you do not escape
You are with being gaudy
I wait for you who passed me to come back to here
Are not you just a wannabee like him?

I wait for you who passed me to come back to here
But you do not escape
You are with being gaudy
I wait for you who passed me to come back to here
Are not you just a wannabee like him?