Cut down your discomfort wings
染み付いてる
Cut down your discomfort wings
届かない明日をみて
出来たばかりの教会賛美歌を歌う子供
目の前お通る度に俺の心は叫んだ
忘れる事はない今も過去もこれからも
信じる者だけが救われるの?馬鹿にしてる
Why can't we be perfect?
Why can't it be?
回り回り回り続けるめメリーゴーランドには君が枯れてる
汗ばんだ手の中で握る君の写真とアイスピック
Cut down your discomfort wings
もっと自由に
Cut down your discomfort wings
扉は閉ざしたまま
Heya ni wa beni-iro no kabe ni kaketa ROZARIO to
Chirabaru hanabira kaoru koko ni kimi ga inai
BERUBETTO no SOFAA no ue de me futa oroshita hai no yume wa shizuka ni
ROOKARU eiga warau imi wa SUKURIIN ni utsushidashita kimi
Tsuki-gata no RANPU wa ima mo akaku terashiteru
Sayonara... Daisuki na BIBIAN kaoru kimi ga ukabu
Senmendai ni kazaritsuketa kousui shirokuro no shashin wa naiteru
Me ni mieru mono dake ga subete de riyuu nante nanimo nai sa
Cut down your discomfort wings
Shimitsuiteru
Cut down your discomfort wings
Todokanai ashita o mite
Dekita bakari no kyoukai sanbika o utau kodomo
Me no mae o tooru tabi ni ore no kokoro wa sakenda
Wasureru koto wa nai ima mo kako mo kore kara mo
Shinjiru mono dake ga sukuwareru no? Baka ni shiteru
Why can't we be perfect
Why can't it be
Mawari mawari mawari tsuzukeru MERIIGOORANDO ni wa kimi ga kareteru
Asebanda te no naka de nigiru kimi no shashin to AISUPIKKU
Cut down your discomfort wings
Motto jiyuu ni
Cut down your discomfort wings
Tobira wa tozashita mama
In the room, on the red wall hang Rosalyn, and the scent from the petals of the flowers fills the room but you are not here.
On the velvet sofa as the dreams that turned to ashes quietly I watch a local movie.
The reason to laugh is seeing you on screen.
The moon-shaped lamp still shines red.
Goodbye . . . . . . My to my dearest Vivian-scented girl.
The decorations of perfumes in the sink, the black and white picture cries.
What you see is everything and there's no reason to see that
Cut down your discomfort wings.
It's dying on you
Cut down your discomfort wings.
To a tomorrow that can't be reached
Children sing the church choir at the newly built church.
Whenever I walk past it, my heart screams.
There's no forgetting the Past, the Present, or the Future.
Will only the believers be sent to salvation? That's stupid.
Why can't we be perfect?
Why can't it be?
The merry go round that goes around and around and around has dried you up.
I hold in my sweaty hand, a picture of you and an ice pick.
Cut down your discomfort wings.
Be freer.
Cut down your discomfort wings.
But keep the door closed.
Stumble!