花一匁 (hana ichi monme)

It's always midnight, and it's fine, filled with 5 AM
All I see are waves, just a rotten demo bass
Coincidence and necessity intertwine, morning mist is four seasons
I want to make a song to ease the pain

I can't break free from this routine
I want to quit, but I can't, it hurts so much
Asking if I'm in a good mood, isn't that stupid?
What I create isn't something that already exists

I feel like I could do something, staying up late, I want to let it out
Don't expect anything special from me
My T-shirt's all wrinkled
I hope I don't get hit by the faint remnants' attack

I want meaning, a flower's worth
Even knowing I can't get it
Filling up with things that don't suit me
I wish you could laugh at this me again

The weak words flew away, scattered
It was me who stained your white sleeve
Why did I apologize?
Since that time, I haven't been able to stand on stage

I can't break free from this routine
I want to quit, but I can't, it hurts so much
Asking if I'm in a good mood, isn't that stupid?
What I create isn't something that already exists

A song born from a late-night inspiration
Don't expect anything special from me

My T-shirt's all wrinkled
I hope I don't get hit by the faint remnants' attack

I want meaning, a flower's worth
Even knowing I can't get it
Filling up with things that don't suit me
I wish you could laugh at this me again

The meeting started in pajamas
Hair all messy, half-hidden, splashes of water
Tomorrow's an early wake-up, trash day, plastic
Set the loud alarm and goodnight

Even if I'm laughed at, I feel down, but I don't make sales
I don't expect anything special for the future
My T-shirt's all wrinkled
I hope I can engrave the faint remnants in my heart, not let them flow away
I'm happy to lose, a flower's worth
I want a strong prescription for loneliness
Filling up with things that don't suit me
Staying up too late isn't good, so
I hope to stay healthy

A flower's worth

A flower's worth