ひとりごつ～バンドVer.～

What the hell, is it already morning? Talking to myself
Spreading butter on toasted bread
The rain stopped, but everything feels damp
The river's flowing
I thought those were strange footprints
But they’re just the tracks I made last night
The ground is soaking up the water
The river's flowing

Ah~ It’s freezing cold
The can's cold
Ah~ Everything feels so chilly
Ah~ Sweat and condensation
Mixing together
Ah~ My shoes are getting soaked
Everything's damp
The river's flowing