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make up syndrome (album mix)

指をさされない様に 意識が透明てる
零したミステイクが透けていくmake up
僕が触れたすべてを見せたくはないから
意識が透明てる 鮮やかなprivacy
ギラつく幻 錆び付いた誘惑
過剰に激しくなって 見つからないように
計算され尽くした君のイメージの世界で
時が淫らになって透明なものに犯されてしまった
Plastic I miss you illusion I miss you
Sadistic I miss you
いつか僕が終って記憶を繋いだら
つぎはぎのプラスチック美しく見えるかな ねえ
僕が溢れたすべてを見せたくはないから 目を閉じて 目を閉じて
でも開けて 僕はmake up
今日は誰になって僕を隠しに行こうかな
ちょっとおかしな感情 狂ったかくれんぼが好き
ふわっと僕は浮いて 正体不明のillusionさ
計算され尽くした君のイメージの世界で
時が淫らになって透明なものに犯されてしまった
Plastic I miss you illusion I miss you
Sadistic I miss you
ねえ どうかしてる? 顔も声も体も記憶も全部
時が淫らになっていつの間にか僕は犯されてしまった
Plastic I miss you illusion I miss you
Sadistic I miss you
僕が映した全てを見られたくなったよ
自分を消す魔法さえ美しく見えるの
Plastic I miss you illusion I miss you
Sadistic I miss you

Make Up Syndrome (album mix)

Darling, I'm acutely aware of the judgmental eyes, and I conceal my true self.
My past mistakes are exposed beneath the sheer surface of my makeup.
I'm protective of the things I've touched, so I keep them hidden from view.
My mind is clear, guarding my private world.
The alluring fantasy is tainted by the lure of temptation.
I intensify my desires, but I make sure to remain elusive.
In this world of your making, meticulously crafted and controlled,
Time has taken on a sensual nature, corrupting with its invisible touch.
Plastic, I miss you. Illusion, I miss you.
Sadistic one, I miss you.
When my time comes and I am but a memory,
will the patchwork of my plastic self still seem beautiful? Tell me, my dear.
I hide everything that overflows from me. Close your eyes. Close your eyes.
But open them now. I'm wearing makeup.
Who shall I become today, to conceal myself from the world?
I relish these peculiar emotions, this mad game of hide-and-seek.
I drift weightlessly, an enigmatic illusion.
In this world of your making, meticulously crafted and controlled,
Time has taken on a sensual nature, corrupting with its invisible touch.
Plastic, I miss you. Illusion, I miss you.
Sadistic one, I miss you.
My dearest, tell me, is this madness? My face, my voice, my body, my memories, all of them
have been ravaged by time's sensual nature, and I was oblivious to it.
Plastic, I miss you. Illusion, I miss you.
Sadistic one, I miss you.
Now, I long to reveal everything I have reflected.
Even the magic that would erase me seems beautiful.
Plastic, I miss you. Illusion, I miss you.
Sadistic one, I miss you.