The palm prints in your hands are willful and entangled
in past encounters
a complete failure
After all, it's because you don't know how to let go
Or am I still attached to you?
Does this have to continue like this?
I'm tired
Is it time to pull out the thorn in my heart?
Will your heart still bleed for me?
Is it always an answer or the beginning of another entanglement?
I have forgotten how many times this is the first time I have looked back
Just a second ago, he was clearly standing at a high place
The next second, he fell deeply into the bottom of the sea.
A feeling of suffocation
This is the beginning of the entanglement between you and me
Is it your cruelty?
It's still my reluctance
Created an illusion like a thorn in the heart
Will removing this thorn make breathing easier?
Or the beginning of disappearance
year after year
You and I are still walking in the same place
The mask of disguise is torn off with tearing pain
maybe
from then on
You are the disaster in my life
And I can't escape your fate