Mr: Imbalance-44
"watashi kono goro fuan de amari netenai no yo.
Saikin kono machi de bussou na jiken ga tate tsudzuke ni okiru ja nai?
Watashi no mawari no kotachi mo mou nanbito ga yukue shirezudashi,
Kitto ima uwasa no ano otoko ni korosareta ni chigainaindawa."
Furueta te de tabako ni ka/hi wo tsuketa kanojo wa naite "nekotachi ni esa wo age ni gyou kanakya." to itta
Ima ja kunijuu ga sono otoko no wadai de mochikiri sa
Sawagitaerareru no wa suki ja nai ga sahodo warui ki moshi nai
Sonna koto yori ano mimi shiku daitan na sense ga rikai sarete iru ka?
Ore wa ijou ja demo nakereba guuzou demo nai
Namanurui yoru ga naite dare wo yonda? "iya mou haki sou da."
Ketsurakushita tokai no aku ni hana to mukui wo motto butter neru you ni
Kizukiagetekita mono subete shitsu i sore sae dono imi wo mota nakute mo
Namanurui yoru ga naite dare wo yonda? "aa, hitori wa kiraida."
Ketsurakushita tokai no aku ni hana to mukui wo motto butter neru you ni
Zutto ano ko wo hitorijame shitei na naite ii yo karete ii yo "sou da, mata sore da."
Ketsurakushita tokai no aku ni yume to urei wo motto muku no saku hoshi ni
Dare yori mo kirei na ano ko no tame ni ore dake ga kageru you ni sore ga dono ima wo mota nakute mo
Mr. Imbalance-44
I can't sleep much these days, too anxious.
Lately, in this town, violent incidents keep happening, right?
People around me are clueless,
Surely, that man from the rumors was killed, no doubt.
She cried as she lit a cigarette with trembling hands, saying, 'I have to feed the cats.'
Now, the whole country is obsessed with that man's case
I don't like all the commotion, but it's not that bad
Rather than that, is that bold and daring attitude understood?
I have to be more than just a statue
On a lukewarm night, who did she call out to? 'No, I feel like throwing up.'
To the evil of the torn city, offer more flowers and hatred, sleep as if you're dead
Even if everything I've noticed is lost, even if it doesn't have any meaning
On a lukewarm night, who did she call out to? 'Ah, I hate being alone.'
To the evil of the torn city, offer more flowers and hatred, sleep as if you're dead
Always leave that girl alone, let her cry, let her wither, 'That's right, that's it.'
To the evil of the torn city, offer more dreams and sorrows, to the blooming stars
For that girl, more beautiful than anyone else, as if only I cast a shadow, even if it doesn't have any meaning