ストレイト (Straight)

I don't need vague sensations
Beyond the media
Dismantled and rearranged
Mostly the same thoughts

Pierce through, my voice now
Remember the memories of those days
In one sheet of drawing paper
You could draw anything
Roar, so it won't fade
It's over, the cardboard hope
Until it reaches, I'll keep singing

I don't need vague sensations
Even the media

Pierce through, my voice now
Remember the memories of those days
In one sheet of drawing paper
You could draw anything
Roar, so it won't fade
It's over, the cardboard hope
Until it reaches, I'll keep singing

Pierce through
Pierce through