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Pretender

君とのラブストーリー
それは予想通り
いざ始まればひとり芝居だ
ずっとそばにいたって
結局ただの観客だ
感情のないアイムソーリー
それはいつも通り
慣れてしまえば悪くはないけど
君とのロマンスは人生柄
続きはしないことを知った
もっと違う設定で もっと違う関係で
出会える世界線 選べたらよかった
もっと違う性格で もっと違う価値観で
愛を伝えられたらいいな
そう願っても無駄だから
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君の運命のヒトは僕じゃない
辛いけど否めない でも離れ難いのさ
その髪に触れただけで 痛いや
いやでも 甘いな いやいや
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それじゃ僕にとって君は何?
答えは分からない 分かりたくもないのさ
たったひとつ確かなことがあるとするのならば
「君はきれいだ」
誰かが偉そうに
語る恋愛の論理
何ひとつとしてピンとこなくて
飛行機の窓から見下ろした
知らない街の夜景みたいだ
もっと違う設定で もっと違う関係で
出会える世界線 選べたらよかった
いたって純な心で 叶った恋を抱きしめて
好きだとか無責任に言えたらいいな
そう願っても虚しいのさ
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繋いだ手の向こうにエンドライン
引き伸ばすたびに 疼きだす未来には
君はいない その事実に Cry
そりゃ苦しいよな
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君の運命のヒトは僕じゃない
辛いけど否めない でも離れ難いのさ
その髪に触れただけで 痛いや
いやでも 甘いな いやいや
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それじゃ僕にとって君は何?
答えは分からない 分かりたくもないのさ
たったひとつ確かなことがあるとするのならば
「君は綺麗だ」
(それもこれもロマンスの定めなら)
悪くないよな
(永遠も約束もないけれど)
「とても綺麗だ｣

Pretender

Our love story,
It unfolded just as I expected.
Once it began, it became a one-man show,
Even though I've always been by your side,
In the end, I'm just a spectator.
An emotionless "I'm sorry,"
That's how it always goes.
Once you get used to it, it's not so bad,
But with our romance, as life would have it,
I realized there's no continuation.
In a different setting, with a different connection,
If only I could choose a world line where we met.
With a different personality, with different values,
I wish I could express my love.
But wishing is futile, so
Goodbye.
The person destined for you isn't me.
It's painful, undeniable, yet it's hard to let go.
Just touching your hair hurts,
But it's also sweet, no, no.
Goodbye.
Then, what are you to me?
I don't know the answer, nor do I want to know.
If there's one thing I know for sure,
It's that "You're beautiful."
Someone arrogantly
Talks about the logic of love,
Nothing resonates with me at all,
It's like the night view of an unknown city
Seen from an airplane window.
In a different setting, with a different connection,
If only I could choose a world line where we met.
With a pure heart, embracing a fulfilled love,
I wish I could irresponsibly say "I love you."
But wishing is futile,
Goodbye.
Beyond our clasped hands lies the end line,
With each extension, the future that aches,
You're not there, and that fact makes me cry.
It's painful, isn't it?
Goodbye.
The person destined for you isn't me.
It's painful, undeniable, yet it's hard to let go.
Just touching your hair hurts,
But it's also sweet, no, no.
Goodbye.
Then, what are you to me?
I don't know the answer, nor do I want to know.
If there's one thing I know for sure,
It's that "You're beautiful."
(If all of this is the fate of romance,)
It's not so bad, right?
(Even without eternity or promises,)
"You're incredibly beautiful."