Two-Faced Lovers

I woke up from a dream full of good things
My brain environment
Has been messed up by something unknown called love
Since then

I escaped in a way that was beyond unpleasant
The deep environment
There shouldn't be a capacity of a snake to control
Ambiguous external incentive emotions

In the words that spilled out
I'm wanting to hide the current point
By all means

Why is every day full of good things
And then like that, saying goodbye baby
Facing reality and escaping from reality
This heart

Is there anything good somewhere
I ask my reversed self
The pattern rotates, the other pattern rotates, it spins around
Ah

Just instinctively touch
But there's nothing painful
It hurts, touch, meet
Feeling like I can ascend to the heavens

No matter how much the days go by
Jump over there right now

Already becoming lovey-dovey
Mixing yellow, blue, black, and red
Flying off to a strong taste
The front and back of a transparent topic

Being killed together in a shared way
Getting excited on top of blindness
Already becoming lovey-dovey!
I want to see you, I don't want to!

I woke up from a dream full of bad things
My brain environment
Has been messed up by something unknown called love
Since then

I escaped in a way that was beyond unpleasant
The deep environment
It's not possible to put a limiter
To control

Externally, it's a vague incentive grand ceremony
The ego that was manipulated
Somehow confirmed the current point
It seems like I grabbed the words

Why is every day full of good things
And then like that, saying goodbye baby
Facing reality and escaping from reality
This heart

Is there anything good somewhere
I ask my reversed self
The pattern rotates, the other pattern rotates, it spins around
Ah

Just instinctively touch
But there's nothing I want to say
It hurts, touch, meet
Feeling like I can ascend to the heavens

No matter how much the days go by
Jump over there right now

Blinded by a sparkle
Already made plans to go
Make me say it no matter what
Wait for the back of a transparent topic!

Invited by a super outbreak
Singing impulsively
Already becoming lovey-dovey!
Basically, there's no love

Already becoming lovey-dovey
Mixing yellow, blue, black, and red
Flying off to a strong taste
The front and back of a transparent topic

Being killed together in a shared way
Getting excited on top of blindness
Already becoming lovey-dovey!
No love, no love, no love, no love!