Sayoko

Inside the refrigerator, there's nothing, just tea and medicine
With each line, my heart flutters, anxiety fills me

The fingers that stroke the iPhone, the sticky hair
There shouldn't be anything beautiful

Wanting to die, wanting to die, softly
The wrist I accidentally cut is
Gradually getting dirty brown
My closed eyelids
Even if morning comes through the curtain gap
I wouldn't notice

Friends, high happiness, they seem too busy to care about others
But what's with this dimple, this typical family and life
There shouldn't be anything to be proud of

So sleepy, so sleepy, if I keep sleeping until I'm numb
I wake up, bite an apple, and sleep
Unconsciously swaying
Even if I climb to the balcony and the wind blows
I shouldn't be able to fly

Even the endings I loved so much
Even the music that changed my life
Why do they deny me

Wanting to die, wanting to die, softly
The wrist I accidentally cut is
Gradually getting dirty brown
My closed eyelids
Even if morning comes through the curtain gap
I won't notice

Even if those days, those days continue endlessly, lamenting
There's nothing to say
I shouldn't be able to say
Let's disappear
Yes, let's disappear