Porn Eiga No Kanban No Shita de

The shadow of the old housing complex stretches out, swallowing the desolate flower bed
Children write tombstones with pens, the merciless wind blows away, not even flowers bloom
Crows on the fly, water play, taxi company's parking lot, rusty fence on the street corner, like the train tracks of this town

They often say it's painful, but there's no trial of spirits who died in agony, a lonely mood is just right, always just right for me
So I dress in that, a clown on the stage of the night sky, falling stardust or garbage, either way, it doesn't change to trash

If living is troublesome, then dying is also troublesome, making music is troublesome, everyone in the world is troublesome

Under the signboard of a porn film, a girl has been waiting for someone, using a silly daily life as a substitute for a scarf
Without pulling out that numb future
Dreams are just idols, I raise them, a sinner, if you wish, it will come true, it will come true, it will come true
Noisy composite spirits, lack of talent

The cherry blossoms fall beautifully, so if you compare it to life, the romanticism of the crowd's waves, I also possess it
Tears fall when the flowers scatter, tears fall when the flowers bloom, finally tears on an autumn day, realizing this is depression

If being positive is troublesome, then looking back is also troublesome, falling asleep is troublesome, everything is troublesome

Under the signboard of a porn film, a girl has been waiting for someone, decorating silly memories as earrings
Expressionless days just pass by
Dreams are the last messiah, rejecting that ancient delusion, if you wish, it will come true, it will come true, it will come true
Noisy composite spirits, lack of talent

The city lights attract spirits, following them, the faces with floating hope
Light is an eternal day, what should be doubted is one's own death, in other words, resistance
At the end of resignation, the red of the blood shed, the red of the homeland's sky, the red of the burning seven
Awakening and flowing, only the last moon flows, is there emptiness in that, is there a source in that

Under the signboard of a porn film, a girl has been waiting for someone, putting silly hopes in a vase
Bland days remain tasteless
Dreams are human escape, rejecting that, we shatter our hearts, if you wish, it will come true, it will come true, it will come true
Noisy composite spirits, lack of talent