Lyrics and translation KID FRESINO feat. JAGGLA - incident (feat. JAGGLA)

incident (feat. JAGGLA)

繰り返し書くIma poet 路地裏で目が合う猫には無い愛想
今からじゃ叶わない夢を見る 覚えたWordsを切り売りして生きる
今夜良い知らせだけを届ける 俺らにSadなNewsはもう充分
1人になれない苦しみを知る
1人になりたい夜も手を握る 頭で考え切れる死に方
頭を抱えて生きてくのかな 俺らは
令和 縛られる鎖 解く手は無いと 目眩 また祈り
一筆書きが出来ない歌を歌い
遺せる唯一の財産はPair ring 俺には無いものが人にある
人にはないものが俺にはあるか
何処から来て今どこへ向かうか 終わりない怠惰に溺れるいずれは
But I feel like I'm 18
俺ら信じない全員
追われるよう逃げる向こうに響くアラートに揺れる列島の住人
ゆうにさわれそうなあの太陽は雲のはるか上に
声にはならない声も俺には聞こえてるぜ Buddy
I go make a million
Just take my pain I paint the picture visions of Gideon
破れた地図と汚れたShoesで向かう果ての果て
I write the composition again
俺のSoulを買い取るなら今日 新しい朝にこの街にはいないと思う

I make the song cry too
God got me think I'm weirdo
I'm gonna spin these coupes
Picture me rollin like Hova
霧がぼかすFocus 殴り書きで描写
生きる中で交差しても 秘密基地でRoll up

I make the song cry too
God got me think I'm weirdo
I'm gonna spin these coupes
Picture me rollin like Hova
いつかTime over これがLast order
惚れた女みたいな音楽
From street's corner

赤い空は落ちて黒いカーテンの奥を覗く
ダルマさんが転ぶ 鬼は追いかけまわす
飛べないカラス 今日も生きて恥を晒す
置いてきた昨日 約束を果たす
おれの頭の中 キチガイ
短い夜 死神の痕跡
でもソウルは奪えない
引くに引けない 走り出した夜
全部が足りない 満たされた時の心知りたい
これからの事考えるの恐怖
大丈夫 ただ退屈との勝負長いストローク
難しいのは自分が自分である事
最初の角から出直そう
マイクチェックワンツー
ドラマは角度で変わるストーリー
目が合ったあの子もパッと素通り
もしもし
2度は無い時間の中Walking
一筆書き出来ない歌 おれも歌いながら
腰履きのまんま 向かうNext door

I make the song cry too
God got me think I'm weirdo
I'm gonna spin these coupes
Picture me rollin like Hova
霧がぼかすFocus 殴り書きで描写
生きる中で交差しても 秘密基地でRoll up

I make the song cry too
God got me think I'm weirdo
I'm gonna spin these coupes
Picture me rollin like Hova
いつかTime over これがLast order
惚れた女みたいな音楽
From street's corner

incident (feat. JAGGLA)

I keep writing I'm a poet In the back alleys, the cats I meet don't get any love
I dream of dreams that I can't fulfill now I sell the words I've learned to make a living
Tonight, I'll only bring you good news We've had enough sad news
I know the pain of not being able to be alone
The nights I want to be alone, I hold your hand The way to die that I can think of
I wonder if we'll always live with our heads in our hands
Reiwa The chains that bind me There's no way to untie them I get dizzy and pray again
I sing a song that I can't write in one stroke
The only asset I can leave behind is a pair of rings I don't have what others have
Do others have what I don't have?
Where did I come from and where am I going now? I'll eventually drown in endless laziness
But I feel like I'm 18
We don't believe any of them
Fleeing as if being chased The sound of the alert shakes the people of the archipelago
The sun that I could easily touch is far above the clouds
Even the voices that can't be heard, I can hear them Buddy
I go make a million
Just take my pain I paint the picture visions of Gideon
With a torn map and dirty shoes, I head to the end of the world
I write the composition again
If you're going to buy my soul today I don't think I'll be in this city tomorrow morning

I make the song cry too
God got me think I'm weirdo
I'm gonna spin these coupes
Picture me rollin like Hova
The fog blurs my focus I depict it with graffiti
Even if our lives intersect Roll up at the secret base

I make the song cry too
God got me think I'm weirdo
I'm gonna spin these coupes
Picture me rollin like Hova
Time will be over someday This is the last order
Music like a woman I'm in love with
From street's corner

The red sky is falling and I'm peeking behind the black curtain
Red light, green light The demon is chasing me
A crow that can't fly Lives in shame another day
I left yesterday behind I'll keep my promise
My mind's a madman
A short night The mark of the grim reaper
But he can't take my soul
The night I can't turn back from I ran
Everything's not enough I want to know what it feels like to be full
Thinking about the future scares me
It's okay It's just a battle against boredom Long strokes
The hardest thing is being myself
Let's start over from the first corner
Mic check one two
A drama is a story that changes with the angle
The girl who caught my eye just walked right past me
Hello
Walking in time that won't come again
A song that I can't write in one stroke I sing it all the same
I'm still wearing my pants low Heading to the next door

I make the song cry too
God got me think I'm weirdo
I'm gonna spin these coupes
Picture me rollin like Hova
The fog blurs my focus I depict it with graffiti
Even if our lives intersect Roll up at the secret base

I make the song cry too
God got me think I'm weirdo
I'm gonna spin these coupes
Picture me rollin like Hova
Time will be over someday This is the last order
Music like a woman I'm in love with
From street's corner