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Matenrou

儚さに惹かれる 摩天楼
瞬きも譲らない電飾

散り散りと過ごした
四季折り返しもした
のぼせては 乏しいな
男勝りに
致命的なスレンダー
涼ませてよたまには

程よい 葛藤の
裏 斑 むら
どこまで行くの
ロマンティクにサバイブ

慌てない
触ってない
いや終わってない
染まってない
黙ってらんない 酔ってもう
なんっだけな
そんだけか
てあっけない

Thirsty
Thirsty
喉の渇きを
潤してよ体内迷路
足りない迷路
足りていないの

泣かされた代償を頂戴
甘い蜜も拭えない正体

ヒリヒリと過ごした
夏季照り返しの下
じきこり返しもきた
夜のまたぎに
刺激的と見越した
綴らせてよここには

語呂良い 堪能の
裏 斑 むら
どこまで行こう
ロマンティクにサバイブ

慌てない
触ってない
いや終わってない
染まってない
黙ってらんない 酔ってもう
なんっだけな
そんだけか
てあっけない

Thirsty
Thirsty
喉の渇きを
潤してよ体内迷路
足りない迷路
足りていないの

飲み干したその空きグラス 片手にこっちおいでよ
スコッチ舐めてかき混ぜて 解いてなぞる君の心
もったいない そんなモラルじゃなくて
彷徨い 笑って 泣いて
Everybody, say hello

Matenrou

I'm drawn to fragility, the skyscrapers.
The illuminations don't yield even a blink.

I spent it all, scattered and lost.
I even marked the turning of the seasons.
I get dizzy, feeling so lacking.
With a boyish spirit.
A fatally slender figure.
Cool me down sometimes, won't you?

A comfortable level of conflict,
with mottled shadows.
How far will we go?
Surviving romantically.

Don't panic.
I haven't touched you.
No, it's not over.
I haven't been stained.
I can't stay silent, I'm already drunk.
It's just that...
Is that all?
It's so anticlimactic.

Thirsty.
Thirsty.
Quench this thirst.
Navigate the labyrinth within my body.
A labyrinth that's insufficient.
It's not enough.

I'll take the price for the tears I've shed.
Sweet honey, a truth I can't wipe away.

I spent it with a stinging heat,
under the summer's glare.
The rebound came quickly.
Crossing over into the night.
Anticipating something stimulating.
Let me write it down here.

A pleasing, enjoyable conflict,
with mottled shadows.
How far should we go?
Surviving romantically.

Don't panic.
I haven't touched you.
No, it's not over.
I haven't been stained.
I can't stay silent, I'm already drunk.
It's just that...
Is that all?
It's so anticlimactic.

Thirsty.
Thirsty.
Quench this thirst.
Navigate the labyrinth within my body.
A labyrinth that's insufficient.
It's not enough.

Empty the glass, hold it in your hand, come here.
Taste the scotch, stir it, and trace the contours of your heart.
It's a waste, not with that kind of morality.
Wandering, laughing, crying.
Everybody, say hello.