There is always always no help for it for uneasiness
When do you perish?
There being always the human being who cannot run when not in a state with the knife to a throat
Scared
Because I want to win
I do not get away from fear
Brightness of your eyes
I want to hold it
Your heart that seems to fail
Brightness of your eyes
I want to hold it
Your smile that seems to fail
Brightness of your eyes
By the way, I become not able to bear fear
Do I have tomorrow?
No, is there even today?
Do you not disappear?
Brightness of your eyes
I want to hold it
Your heart that seems to fail
Brightness of your eyes
I want to hold it
Your smile that seems to fail
