Tricot
2020 - 10

08 - Yuureisen (Ghost Ship)

The ghost ship sets sail;
Every night a treasure trove.
You showed me that
somewhere along the way, I lost sight of it

I'm as far away from the masses as I can get.
I'd like to get out of the body that's sinking into the sea of bed, but
even if I don't win, I haven't lost to anyone.
You won't understand.

The whistle didn't blow at night when I wanted to disappear,
Just waiting for the cold morning.

Peaceful life is taken away,
Ruled by strict considerations.
Only where no one can see,
It's rotting away nicely.
Come and get me

That kid signed up for around ¥100,000 for the latest type of sarcastic tool to knock someone down.
That guy splits his love for the latest model and pays a monthly fee to make someone else sad.

The whistle didn't blow at night when I wanted to disappear,
Just waiting for the morning.

Still lingering on my chilled skin,
Ruled by a melancholy body temperature.
The only thing that I can't tell anyone
is the only thing that's keeping me alive.

The ghost ship sets sail;
Every night a treasure trove.
You showed me that
Somewhere along the way I lost sight of it.
I can't see it anymore.

It's the quietest time in the galaxy.
From the kitchen,
I can hear the sound of your absence.

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