music: tsubaki / lyrics: Hime

Throw your numbed limbs down upon your bed,
Swallow your drugs and listen to the rain

This reality ruled over by pain and weakness
Is just like a bad dream

shibireta karada o yuka ni nagedashite
kusuri o fukunde amaoto o kiku

itami to yowasa ni shihai sareta genjitsu wa
maru de akumu no you de

If the rain will like this forever continue to fall,
Spinning, the nausea will probably pass too

ame ga kono mama zutto furi tsuzukereba
mawaru hakike mo tomaru darou

Don't leave me again; all I need is you so please
Until my tightly clenched fingers wither, rot, fall away
While I lie here trembling
Please stay with me...

douka boku kara mou nido to hanaranaide
boku wa anata igai mou iranai kara
tsuyoku tsunaida furueru boku no yubi ga
karete kusariochiru made
ne, soba ni ite

I'm a butterfly with broken wings
Reaching my hand high into utter dispair~

Im not good for anything, is there no value to my life?
My thoughts do nothing but eat away at my heart~

boku wa hane no chigireta batafurai
saikou no zetsubou ni te ga todoku-

nani mo dekinai boku wa [kachi naki sonzai]?
omoi wa tada kokoro o mushbande-

These arms, these legs, I'll pull everything away
Eyes, ears, voice, I devote everything to you...so please

Give me a reason to live...

kono ude mo kono ashi mo subete hiki-chigitte
kono me mo, mimi mo, koe suramo sasageru kara

ikiru imi o kudasai.

It's amazing sometimes, how someone from a different culture, background, who speaks a different language, has a different age, body, experiences, everything...can say something that's so much the same...
As what's going on inside your own head.

Except I don't take any medicine, drugs etc, cause I'm stubborn and manly like a Lumberjack. Not that Kaya's talking about drugs here necessarily...like, he could just be hayfever like Hora in this song. I remember when I was little my mom insisted on going to IHOP (International House of Pancakes) for breakfast every Sunday, and one day my dad had hayfever and he was really grumpy. I never finished all my pancakes. I don't think anyone but a real lumberjack could, actually, cause you always see them eating pancakes for some reason.

At any rate, that was MY personal trauma; IHOP.
I hate going out to eat now.