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tokyo gekkou ha anyaku shite
boukyou setsuna teki furasshubakku de
kono teni ha nanikaaru? tomaranai rifurein
shinkirou neon machi guradeeshon
aika (erejii) ensou ha ai poddo
kono meni naniga utsuru? nisemono yuutopia yura meita
yuuei hou kou uha shinjitsu de
anshou gen ite pasuwaado
kono yoru ninani sagasu? tari nai yuuforia
unmei sen tadorinagara shou ite ano merodii
genjitsukan nai kanshou nitokimeite modorenai
saite fiidobakku
sage naide feedaa
ochiru innaasupeesu
todoite shigunaru
senritsu oboe tate sentensu
rinshou hamo ttara baajon'abbu
kono yami ninani kakusu? mayoikomu aironii
rinkakusen nazorinagara kumiawasu montaaju
zaiakukan nai kankaku nikirameite kan renai
saite saikederikku
same naide fiibaa
mawaru innaawaarudo
hikinui te konsento
shinkuukan yori terepashii (haifai)
gyakukaiten nara rapusodeii (roofai)
kuuchuuyuuei gyarakushii (appudeeto esukeepu ronri ronrinesu)
unmei sen tadorinagara shou ite ano merodei
genjitsukan nai kanshou nitokimeite modore nai
rinkakusen nazorinagara kumiawasu montaaju
zaiakukan nai kankaku nikirameite kan renai
sai te fiidobakku
sage naide feedaa
ochiru innaasupeesu
todoi te shigunaru
Tokyo, the moonlight works behind the scenes,
Homesickness from a momentary flashback,
Is there something in these hands? An unending refrain,
Mirage, neon city gradation,
Elegy, musical performance is a pathos-pod,
What is reflected in these eyes? The fake utopia was shaken
Swimming along, wandering is reality,
Mumbling a recitation, password,
What do I search for on this night? Insufficient euphoria
While making my way along the line of fate I whisper that melody,
My heart flutters at an unrealistic sentiment and I can’t turn back,
Separation feedback
Without lowering the fader
Crashing inner space
Arrival signal
Melody, remembered sentences,
Singing one after another, if I can harmonize, version up,
What do I hide in this darkness? The irony of losing my way
While tracing the contour lines I put together a montage,
Sparkling at feeling no remorse for my crime I can’t go back,
Blooming psychedelic
Without waking up, a fever
Revolving inner world
Unplugging the outlet
Telepathy over the vacuum tube (hi-fi)
If it’s a counterrevolution, rhapsody (lo-fi)
Galaxy floating in mid-air (update escape logic loneliness)
While making my way along the line of fate, I whisper that melody,
My heart flutters at an unrealistic sentiment and I can’t turn back,
While tracing the contour lines I put together a montage,
Sparkling at feeling no remorse for my crime I can’t go back,
Separation feedback
Without lowering the fader
Crashing inner space
Arrival signal