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Boku no Lyric no Bouyomi, "CITI" { kanji / romaji / translation }

Artist: ぼくのりりっくのぼうよみ (Boku no Lyric no Bouyomi)
Song Title: CITI
Album: hollow world
Track Number: 5
Released: 2015
Lyrics By: Boku no Lyric no Bouyomi

Requested by mumbles.

Kanji Romaji English Translation
虚ろなour relationships
灯りもない闇の中を
走りだす 当てもなく 止めどなく
代わり映えのない日々 going on...

崩れたformula, action&replay
代わりのない命溶かし
生き急ぐ 死に急ぐ 切り刻む
ありきたりな歌に消えて fadeout

世界はもうとっくに色褪せた
仕方なしに網膜をも濁らせた
明日にしか希望を見出せない
きっとそこに待つのは淀んだ未来
曖昧な言葉で心を誤魔化して
麻痺した感覚で必死にpump up & spit out
繰り返す幼稚なComedy

“まだまだ足りない”

自分が誰なのかさえも分からなくなれば
枯れた心と世迷い言
何度目の半透明の幻想に欺かれた
the poor people 毒されて嘲笑う

書き殴ったオートメーションは
止めどなく流れるmentionに
埋もれてcrescendo
空になった何かを贖いたくて
足掻いた結果 変わらないステータス

虚ろなour relationships
灯りもない闇の中を
走りだす 当てもなく 止めどなく
代わり映えのない日々 going on...

崩れたformula, action&replay
代わりのない命溶かし
生き急ぐ 死に急ぐ 切り刻む
ありきたりな歌に消えて fadeout

可視化してない価値だけじゃ意味ない
価値観 判断基準が揺らいだ
曖昧に濁したバイバイに I like my one
って言えなかった大体が散乱
惨憺たる運命 気まぐれのアガペー
憐れみ給え この御霊で笑えば
ever 得られなかったレガシー
さえもこの手に crap crap going on
作り笑いのストレスをトレース
オートで流れる音と同化
幸か不幸か 童話の中
俯瞰すれば勝ちならもうall over
持たざる弱者に好都合なshowtime
新しい黄金律に性懲りもなく執着
全肯定で前頭葉が麻痺したパラノイア
extremeじゃなきゃ感じないEcstasy

砕けてcan't identify
明日を待ち続けcall it on
傷つける 当てもなく 止めどなく
消えた自分を取り戻す journey on

薄れてso far refraction flow...
誰かに罪の意識投げて
生き急ぐ 死に急ぐ 切り刻む
ありきたりな歌に消えて fadeout

虚ろなour relationships
灯りもない闇の中を
走りだす 当てもなく 止めどなく
代わり映えのない日々 going on...

まだ癒えない傷 溢れてく水
どうしようもなく 割れた容器に注ぎ込む
枯れた花は誰のため?

“まだまだ足りない”
utsuro na our relationships
akari mo nai yami no naka o
hashiridasu ate mo naku tomedo naku
kawaribae no nai hibi going on...

kuzureta formula, action & replay
kawari no nai inochi tokashi
iki isogu shi ni isogu kirikizamu
arikitari na uta ni kiete fadeout

sekai wa mou tokku ni iroaseta
shikata nashi ni moumaku o mo nigoraseta
ashita ni shika kibou o midasenai
kitto soko ni matsu no wa yodon da mirai
aimai na kotoba de kokoro o gomakashite
mahi shita kankaku de hisshi ni pump up & spit out
kurikaesu youchi na Comedy

"madamada tarinai"

jibun ga dare na no ka sae mo wakaranaku nareba
kareta kokoro to yomaigoto
nan dome no han toumei no gensou ni azamukareta
the poor people doku sarete azawarau

kakinagutta ootomeeshon wa
tomedo naku nagareru mention ni
uzumorete crescendo
kara ni natta nanika o aganaitakute
agaita kekka kawaranai suteetasu

utsuro na our relationships
akari mo nai yami no naka o
hashiridasu ate mo naku tomedo naku
kawaribae no nai hibi going on...

kuzureta formula, action & replay
kawari no nai inochi tokashi
iki isogu shi ni isogu kirikizamu
arikitari na uta ni kiete fadeout

kashi ka shite nai kachi dake ja imi nai
kachikan handan kijun ga yurai da
aimai ni nigoshita baibai ni I like my one
tte ienakatta daitai ga sanran
santan taru unmei kimagure no agapee
aware mita mae kono mitama de waraeba
ever erare nakatta regashii
sae mo kono te ni crap crap going on
tsukuri warai no sutoresu o toreesu
ooto de nagareru oto to douka
kou ka fukou ka douwa no naka
fukan sureba kachi nara mou all over
mota zaru jakusha ni koutsugou na showtime
atarashii ougon ritsu ni shoukori mo naku shuuchaku
zen koutei de zentouyou ga mahi shita paranoia
extreme ja nakya kanjinai Ecstasy

kudakete can't identify
ashita o machitsuzuke call it on
kizutsukeru ate mo naku tomedo naku
kieta jibun o torimodosu journey on

usurete so far refraction flow...
dareka ni tsumi no ishiki nagete
iki isogu shi ni isogu kirikizamu
arikitari na uta ni kiete fadeout

utsuro na our relationships
akari mo nai yami no naka o
hashiridasu ate mo naku tomedo naku
kawaribae no nai hibi going on...

mada ienai kizu afureteku mizu
doushiyou mo naku wareta youki ni sosogikomu
kareta hana wa dare no tame?

"madamada tarinai"
Our relationships are hollow,
in a darkness without any light.
We start running, aimlessly, endlessly,
as the days without any improvements go on...

It's a collapsed formula, action & replay.
Irreplaceable life is dissolving.
We live in a hurry, rushing to our deaths,
vanishing into an ordinary song, fading out.

The world already faded long ago.
We unwillingly let our eyes grow muddied.
We can't find hope in anything but tomorrow;
surely a stagnant future is waiting there.
Our hearts are deceived by vague words.
With a paralyzed sensation, we frantically pump up & spit out.
The childish comedy repeats.

"It still isn't enough."

When we no longer even know who we really are,
our hearts wither and become nonsense.
So many times we're deceived by illusions in translucent eyes.
The poor people are poisoned and ridiculed.

The automation scribbled down
is in a mention that endlessly keeps flowing.
A hidden crescendo,
we became empty, yearning to make up for something.
After having struggled so hard, the status doesn't change.

Our relationships are hollow,
in a darkness without any light.
We start running, aimlessly, endlessly,
as the days without any improvements go on...

It's a collapsed formula, action & replay.
Irreplaceable life is dissolving.
We live in a hurry, rushing to our deaths,
vanishing into an ordinary song, fading out.

Only a value not visualized doesn't have meaning.
We're shaken by the criteria values.
Vaguely muddied, byebye, I like my one.
The main points of what I wasn't able to say are scattering.
It's a fickle agape of a miserable destiny.
If we laugh at the spirits that we pity,
ever, we didn't earn this legacy.
Even in these hands, crap, crap is going on.
Tracing the stress of forced smiles,
sound and assimilation is flowing in the auto.
For good or evil, inside a fairytale,
when you overlook it, the victory is already all over.
There's a convenient showtime for the weak who have nothing,
and a new Golden Rule is attached.
Paranoia paralyzed my frontal lobe with affirmation.
If it isn't extreme, we can't feel the ecstasy.

Break it and can't identify.
Keep waiting for tomorrow, call it on.
Wounded, aimlessly, endlessly,
take back yourself that disappeared and journey on.

It fades, and so far refraction flow.
Cast away your guilt to someoe else.
We live in a hurry, rushing to our deaths,
vanishing into an ordinary song, fading out.

Our relationships are hollow,
in a darkness without any light.
We start running, aimlessly, endlessly,
as the days without any improvements go on...

The wounds aren't healed yet, as water flows over them.
Helplessly pouring it into a broken container,
who exactly did these flowers die for?

"It still isn't enough."
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