| Artist: Charisma.com Song Title: チャンコイ (Chankoi; Chance Coin) Single: Chankoi Track Number: 1 Released: 2014 Lyrics By: Itsuka Listen: Youtube |
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| Kanji | Romaji | English Translation |
| 連日凹みそうになるカミナリトーク My chill右から左あみだdetox 現実わかったふりも飽きてる 鼻で笑うおまじないenvy 分からず屋の餌食 I sing this song for me it's wrong Get fighting DIS ・損得 I get something to what・・・wonderful 1コイン to chance 青い空の下でもくだまいてる my choice too bad? 焼きすぎで焦げちゃうmorning ハラペーニョ チョコレート 気使ったってすぐ炎上 空返答のままenjoy ピース作ったってthe END とかなんとか言い訳作って 幻想だけもがいてるご名答 真っ赤に染まってく世界は 眩しいくらい燃えるマグマに 溶かしてこじらせちゃった まっ黒の傷つかないようなハート とっぱらって 困った顔で 助けてっていえるようになったら成長 でもぎりぎりまだ覚えてる義理も 尽きそうになるそろそろコメカミが 1ピキ2ピキ3ピキピキ 色ボケ防止? かっとばせ自由に ちょっぴり want it 気持ちのカイホウ 楽しそうな方法 やりたいことも 駄目でも笑えそう |
renjitsu hekomi sou ni naru kaminaritooku My chill migi kara hidari ami da detox genjitsu wakatta furi mo akiteru hana de warau omajinai envy wakarazu ya no ejiki I sing this song for me it's wrong Get fighting DIS. sontoku I get something to what... wonderful 1 koin to chance aoi sora no shita de mo kuda maiteru my choice too bad? yaki sugi de kogechau morning harapeenyo chokoreeto ki tsukattatte sugu enjoo kara hentou no mama enjoy piisu tsukutta tte the END toka nantoka iiwake tsukutte gensou dake mo ga iteru go meitou makka ni somatteku sekai wa mabushii kurai moeru maguma ni tokashite kojirasechatta makkuro no kizutsuka nai you na haato toppara tte komatta kao de tasukete tte ieru you ni nattara seichou demo girigiri mada oboeteru giri mo tsuki sou ni naru sorosoro komekami ga 1 piki 2 piki 3 pikipiki iro boke booshi? kattobase jiyuu ni choppiri want it kimochi no kaihou tanoshi sou na houhou yaritai koto mo dame de mo warae sou |
The thunder talk threatens to make me yield every day. My chill, from right to left -- detox. I understand reality, I'm sick of pretending. I'll sneer out a spell of envy. You're easy prey. I sing this song for me; it's wrong. Get fighting DIS., you win and lose. I get something to what... wonderful. 1 coin to chance it. I'm a coiling pipe beneath the blue sky. My choice, too bad? It's an overcooked, burnt morning. Jalapeno chocolate, sensitivity immediately burst into flames. Remaining as an empty answer, enjoy. I've made peace, the end. Give me the right answer, I'm making excuses or something, just struggling in the illusions. The magma burns the world, dying it a dazzling bright red. You can't hurt my deep-black, melted, aggravated heart. So I can say "help me" with a troubled face, I'll grow up, but I'll still barely remember my duties, the temple of my forehead gradually being consumed. 1, 2, 3, can we prevent the color from running? We can knock it out of the park and be free. I want it just a little bit. It's a fun process to release your feelings. I wanna do it. Even if it's hopeless, I'll laugh. |
