If I ever die, don’t you cry
It’ll leave a scar, can’t be treated or healed
Bury my body with your soul
Worriless on your amethyst stained shoulders
If I die, look into the sky
lazy sloths don’t adore rising sun, aight?
I’ll paint the sunset, and pour our love
You know the colour, purple it is
If I’m gone, sing me a song
Don’t let those strings touch them.
Them, the parts I loved and marked,
Don’t you dare, try it like Ian Curtis.
Waltz Elegy to let it all out,
you’ll feel my lips when it hits you deep.
“Shinunoga ii wa” on full moon days
leave the chorus,we know my part that is
If you can’t find me anymore, scribble a note
You’ve never done it right, mine is to say.
Hide it in sunflower bouquet
Find me you know where, Valdaro it is
Swallow the bereave and look in her eyes
Do you see the glimpse of us?
Of course you do, just like Joji said.
Please fall for her touch, this instant!
Winter 