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- (Title: モグラ)
- (Singer: KAITO)
- (Song and Lyrics: 鉄分P/TetsubunP)
- (Art: 壱村/Ichimura)
- Link:
- https://www.nicovideo.jp/watch/sm22187734
- Being swept away by the flow as I grow accustomed to idleness,
- bit by bit, I can feel myself rotting away; growing dispirited.
- Even though I know what's happening;
- even though I want to do something about it,
- at this stage, well aahhhh...
- It's troublesome; I'll just close myself off;
- it's actually kinda annoying sometimes, but
- all that bothersome stuff just bores me,
- so, oh well, I'll just nod and play along.
- Before I realize it, There's no longer a place where I could fit in.
- While pretending not to notice, I put on an insincere smile and just get on with it.
- Even though when I look up
- the sky is so radiant; so dazzlingly bright,
- like a mole, I simply
- hide away and avert my gaze.
- The sun casts down its irritating radiance upon us without a care;
- it's so bright and dazzling that I feel like I'm melting away.
- Psychology of the crowds; the concept of conformity,
- the smaller voices are just trampled upon; buried within.
- In the end, there's nothing we can do, right?
- Thus is the king of the shadows; the minority.
- [There's so much loathing in your life; you complain way too much!]
- Even though someone once ridiculed and told me off like such,
- it's not like I hate him all that much because of it;
- I don't care enough to feel like that, rather.
- Stuff like how "normalcy" is something that can be owned by everyone;
- until how long can that sort of fantasy be believed?
- Even though the world
- sings so clearly; so vividly,
- because I am but a mole,
- I can neither see, nor hear.
- At times, the sun whimsically spreads its dazzling smile even to me.
- Please, just leave me be.
- It burns you know.
- Are the scenery reflected in your eyes truly so beautiful?
- Someone, please, let this mole buried underneath know for sure.
- I let out a sigh as I hurry and take out the trash in the morning;
- the start of yet another dry, sizzling day.
- As my next door neighbor hastily, suddenly comes out of her dwelling,
- while passing by each other,
- she smiled and said good morning.
- I simply stood there without saying anything back.
- Ah, what a nice weather we're having yet again today.
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