Haiboku no Shounen
ぶつかって逃げ込んで
butsu katte nige konde
ぼくはいつしかここに立ってた
boku wa itsushika koko ni tatteta
誰もが憧れるヒーローに
daremoga akogareru hiiro ni
なりたくてでもなれなくて
naritakute demo naren akute
これぐらいじゃ届かないこと
kore gurai ja todo kanai koto
わかっていたのに
wakatte itanoni
敗北の少年 現実を歌え
haiboku no shounen genjitsu o uta e
あんな風に空は飛べやしないんだ
anna fuu ni sora wa tobeya shinai nda
こんな夜に意味があるなら
konna yoru ni imi ga arunara
僕らは血を湧く
bokura wa chi o wau
耳鳴りがこだまする
miminari ga kodama shite
ぼくに奇跡が問いかけるんだ
boku ni kiseki ga toikakeru nda
君の夢 憧れたヒーローに
kimi no yume akogareta hiiro ni
今すぐさせてあげよう
imasugu sa sete ageyou
雨みたいにさしぬべられたって
ame mitai ni sashinobe raretatte
うれしくないんだ
ureshikunai nda
敗北の少年 存在を歌え
haiboku no shounen sonzai o uta e
君みたいにまぶしくはなれないけど
kimi mitai ni mabushiku wa narenai kedo
こんな夜に意味があるなら
konna yoru ni imi ga arunara
僕らは血を湧く
bokura wa chi o wau
まだ地を湧く
mada ji o wau
鼓動を知って息を吸い込んで
kodou o shitte iki o sui konde
ぼくは遠慮するよ
boku wa enryo suru yo
敗北の
haiboku no
敗北の少年 平凡を歌え
haiboku no shounen heibon o uta e
あいにくと神は信じないたちて
ainiku to kami wa shinjinai tachi de
すれ違いの物語よ
surechigai no monogatari yo
さよなら
sayonara
敗北の少年 現実を歌え
haiboku no shounen genjitsu o uta e
僕らは泥を拝つばる者
bokura wa doro o hai tsukubaru mono
こんな夜も愛しいから
konna yoru mo itoshii kara
僕らは血を湧く
bokura wa chi o wau
ただ地を湧く
tada ji o wau
Defeated Boy
Clashing and running away
I found myself standing here
Wanting to become a hero
That everyone admires, but unable to
Knowing that this won't be enough
I understood
The defeated boy sings of reality
You can't fly in the sky like that
If there's meaning in a night like this
Our blood boils
Ringing in my ears
A miracle questions me
Let me make your dream
Of becoming the hero you admired
Right now
Even if I'm forced to be like the rain
I'm not happy
The defeated boy sings of existence
I can't shine as brightly as you
But if there's meaning in a night like this
Our blood boils
Still boiling
Knowing the heartbeat, taking a breath
I hesitate
Defeated
The defeated boy sings of mediocrity
Unfortunately, I don't believe in God
It's a story of missed connections
Goodbye
The defeated boy sings of reality
We are worshippers of mud
Because even a night like this is dear
Our blood boils
Just boiling