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Coffee to Syrup - Live

「今会いたいな。嫌なことあったから」
そう言って僕は真夜中 君を起こした
寒い夜だった ため息は白くなった
カップに注いだコーヒーは憂いを映した
例えば 何十年先に偉くなれたなら
そしたら これでよかったと笑えるんだろうか？
例えば 明日僕が会社を休んだなら
そしたら 「代わりはいるさ」と笑い出すのか？
嫌なこと全部飲み干して
その場をただただやり過ごして
カップの底見つめ
ふがいなさのシロップを落として
とにかく全部飲み干して
いつかは全部吐き出して
それで笑って、歌っていられたらな
朝が嫌になった テレビも嫌になった
いつも時間に数字に 追われる毎日
不思議に思った みんな平気なんだろうか？
笑顔の裏に隠した 想いはなんだ？
例えば 何十年先に偉くなれたなら
そしたら 僕もあんな風に威張りだすんだろうか？
例えば 君が明日どこかへ逃げ出したなら
そしたら 「誰でもいいさ」と笑い出すのか？
嫌なこと全部飲み干して
その場をただただやり過ごして
すっかり甘くなって
苦さも感じなくなってしまったな
まだまだ全部飲み干して
いつかは全部吐き出して
それで笑って、歌っていられたらな
間違えたから謝るんだ それくらい簡単ならば
笑って明日を待てるのに まだ
「出来ないから」と攻められてほら
このカップのふちで僕は
今も飛び込む時をそっと待っている
堪えて堪えて高いところから吐き出す時を
嫌なこと全部飲み干して
その場をただただやり過ごして
カップの底見つめ
ふがいなさのシロップを落として
とにかく全部飲み干して
いつかは全部吐き出して
それで笑って歌っていられたらな

Coffee to Syrup - Live

"My dear, I need to see you now. I've had a bad day."
In the dead of the night, I called and woke you up so you could hear me say
That it's a cold night outside, and my breath is turning into frosty clouds
I see my worries reflected in the coffee I pour
Like, what if I become a high-ranking official someday?
Will I think back to this and smile, believing it was all worth it?
Say tomorrow I skip work.
My boss will surely laugh and tell me, "We can easily replace you."
Perhaps I should drink away all my troubles,
Just get through today and not think about tomorrow.
I stare at the bottom of my coffee cup,
And swirl in syrup made of my inadequacy.
To be honest, I drank the whole thing.
But I'll spit it all out someday.
When that day comes, I'll laugh and sing about it
In the mornings, I'm filled with dread, and the TV only makes it worse.
Everyday, I'm chased by the clock and by numbers.
I wonder, how do others cope?
What thoughts hide behind their smiles?
Like, what if I become a high-ranking official someday?
Will I act like a pompous ass, too?
Say tomorrow you run away to some faraway place.
My friends might laugh and say, "She's replaceable."
Perhaps I should drink away all my troubles,
Just get through today and not think about tomorrow.
I've grown so accustomed to the sweet taste,
That now I can't taste the bitterness anymore.
I'm still drinking, though.
Someday I'll spit it all out.
When that day comes, I'll laugh and sing about it
I should apologize for my mistakes. It's the right thing to do.
It would be so simple to smile and say I'll do better, but I can't.
People keep accusing me of being useless and weak, you see,
So here I am, my dear, still waiting on the edge of this coffee cup
For that one moment when I can jump.
Enduring it all, waiting patiently for that leap into the open air.
Perhaps I should drink away all my troubles,
Just get through today and not think about tomorrow.
I stare at the bottom of my coffee cup,
And swirl in syrup made of my inadequacy.
To be honest, I drank the whole thing.
But I'll spit it all out someday.
When that day comes, I'll laugh and sing about it