You say there is nothing left
to miss
You say you have nothing to say
that you say on purpose
It doesn't sit in your mind
Even a small smile
You are aware that you should not
A bad weakness in someone's hand
Nothing remains of your love
Nothing remains of your feeling
Your mind is filled with darkness
I am tired of you
a bubble
It's all a dream
You say about the border you made
You don't want to be rejected
They say "rules of the game."
This is for you to become bad too"
Hey, you're fighting yourself
You don't want to get cold
The one who thought more
It hurt me more
Nothing remains of your love
Nothing remains of your feeling
Your mind becomes dark
I am tired of you
a bubble
a dream
a bubble
It's all a dream