白砂青松の地 塗りたくる想いと
同系色の肌も寄せ合う
無味乾燥
drawing
想像するだけで脳内無期限のloopで人が涌く
貴方は斑人間
ヨチヨチ歩くfetishismでさえ
臆測と言う霧に犯されるまま
ガチガチに固められた法則の地獄
後悔の鐘が両耳を捥ぎだして
転がり続けるなら それなりの毒を盛って
殴り書きの決意表明
地に足をつけながら
目覚めさせたのは
愛故に?
白砂青松の地 塗りたくる想いと
同系色の肌も疑う
願えば叶うよと口癖の人達
生きてる私を捨てる
無味乾燥
drawing
批判的な妄想の自由が拍車をかけて
爛爛と無様に操られるだけだ
暴言の根が何処までも伸びて行くのは自然
願わくば このまま頸動脈を
締め付けては快楽に似せた向こうへ
有りのままの世界ね
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Hakusha seishō no chi Nuritakuru omoi to
Dōkei shoku no hada mo yoseau
Mumi kansō
drawing
Sōzō suru dake de nōnai mukigen no loop de hito ga waku
Anata wa madara ningen
Yochi yochi aruku fetishism de sae
Okusoku to iu kiri ni okasa reru mama
Gachi gachi ni katame rareta hōsoku no jigoku
Kōkai no kane ga ryōmimi o mogida shite
Korogari tsuzukeru nara Sore nari no doku o motte
Nagurigaki no ketsui hyōmei
Chi ni ashi o tsuke nagara
Mezame saseta no wa
Ai yue ni?
Hakusha seishō no chi Nuritakuru omoi to
Dōkei shoku no hada mo utagau
Negaeba kanau yo to kuchiguse no hitotachi
Ikiteru watashi o suteru
Mumi kansō
drawing
Hihanteki na mōsō no jiyū ga hakusha o kakete
Ranran to buzama ni ayatsurareru dake da
Bōgen no ne ga doko made mo nobite yuku no wa shizen
Negawakuba Kono mama keidō myaku o
Shimetsukete wa kairaku ni niseta mukō e
Ari no mama no sekai ne
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The land of white sands and green pines
These feelings I want to smear and the suspicion of similar-colored skin
Dull and uninteresting
drawing
People breeding in an endless loop in my head just by imagining it
You are a freckled human
Even that toddler-walk fetish
Remains to be fucked in the mist of speculation
In the hell of ironclad laws
The bells of regret rip both ears
If I keep on rolling, the poison presсription should be adequately filled
The scribbled down declaration of determination
While having both feet planted on the ground
The awakening
Consequently love?
The land of white sands and green pines
These feelings I want to smear and the suspicion of similar-colored skin
Those people who say, "if you wish it, it will come true"
Left me living alone
Dull and uninteresting
drawing
The freedom of having critical delusions have spurred
I'm only being awkwardly manipulated
It's natural that the root of abusive words extends endlessly
My hope is for the carotid artery to be obstructed
And for me to be taken to the other side, the pleasure induced side
The real world
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