The Lost One's Weeping

Crossing thousands of boundaries
In the end, stabbing the final warning
A sickly love bursts out
Even the response turns into terror

No fiction

I like math and science
But languages were always a pain, I hated them
I wondered which one was right
But they all ended in failure

Today's homework is about my lack of prospects
Living in an unsatisfactory, unfree, recent era
But why do we sometimes
Say we're sad, say we're lonely?

Can you read the atmosphere of the classroom?
Can you read the true intentions of that kid?
Who stained that heart black?
Who the hell was it? Who the hell was it?

Can you solve this problem with an abacus?
Can you untangle the roots of that kid's neck?
Are we fine just the way we are?
What the hell should we do? It doesn't matter anymore

How long have we been
Dependent on rough words
Hiding a hopeless agreement
For so long

Yesterday's homework remains unsolved
Living in an unsatisfactory, unfree, recent era
But why do the lumps in our chests
Say they want to disappear, say they want to die?

Can you read the atmosphere of the classroom?
Can you read the true intentions of that kid?
Who stained that heart black?
Who the hell was it? Who the hell was it?

Can you solve this problem with an abacus?
Can you untangle the roots of that kid's neck?
Are we fine just the way we are?
What the hell should we do? What the hell should we do?

Can you understand the formula of the mask of appearances?
Can you tell the dreams of childhood?
Who threw even those dreams in the trash?
Who the hell was it? You already know

When will we become adults?
What exactly is an adult in the first place?
Who should we ask?
What the hell should we do? It doesn't matter anymore