Ura Omote Lovers

I woke up from a dream full of good things
My brain environment has been invaded by an unknown entity called love, since then

There's no capacity to just reshape
The true environment that has been hopelessly torn in two

In the midst of spilling out ambiguous innocent emotional theories
I'm desperately seeking to confirm my current location, yes

Why every day full of good things, like that, like that, goodbye baby
This heart, which is a combination of facing reality and escaping reality
Is there anything good somewhere? I ask my reversed self
Self-questioning, self-questioning with others, multiple questions with self-answers, ah

Just instinctively touching, but there's nothing I want to say
It hurts, touch, meet, feel like I can ascend to the heavens
No matter how, no matter how, niches, satchels, atches, koches
Jump in there right now

Already becoming lovey-dovey
Twilight is getting stuck
Flying off to a shared taste

The back and front of the transparent title

Shockingly dying
Blindly getting high
Already in love, I don't want to meet

I woke up from a dream full of bad things
My brain environment has been invaded by an unknown entity called love, since then

There's no way to put a limiter on
The true environment that has been hopelessly torn in two

Mostly, the ego that stirred up a vague innocent major disaster
Seems to have grasped the words that confirmed the current location somehow

Why every day full of good things, like that, like that, goodbye baby
This heart, which is a combination of facing reality and escaping reality
Is there anything good somewhere? I ask my reversed self
Self-questioning, self-questioning with others, multiple questions with self-answers, ah

Just instinctively touching, but there's nothing I want to say
It hurts, touch, meet, feel like I can ascend to the heavens
No matter how, no matter how, niches, satchels, atches, koches
Jump in there right now

Blindly hating
Already planning to go now
Why are you making me hold it?

Wait for the back of the transparent title

Super explosively inviting
Impulsively singing
Already in love, mostly, no love

Already becoming lovey-dovey
Twilight is getting stuck
Flying off to a shared taste

The back and front of the transparent title

Shockingly dying
Blindly getting high
Already in love, love love love love, no love