Turning round(taninguraundo) mildrage
- Lyricist:
MEG(megu)
- Composer:
Kazu Nakamura(kazunakamura)
- Release Date:12-18-2019
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Everyday covered with noises
I hate the smell of this town
Am i ... Am i ... Am i ..
Someone asked her " what do you want ? "
She said " I want everything "
Am i ... Am i ... Am i ..
Ones birth and death after another
A life of 1 gram
Birth and death
Never ending
But it is not enough
Shes turning round and round
Give me your heart
Am i ... Am i ... Am i ..
Birth and death
Never ending
But it is not enough
Give me a heart and a perfect life
But only the old frames increase
Still she continues round and round
They smooth over themselves
and I throw away my shell
Am i ... Am i ... Am i ..
Ones birth and death after another
A life of 1 gram
A crowd of flies flocking there
I hate the smell of this town
Birth and death
But its not enough
Birth and death
Never ending
But it is not enough
Shes turning round and round
Give me your heart
Am i ... Am i ... Am i ..
Birth and death
Never ending
But it is not enough
Give me a heart and a perfect life
But only the old frames increase
Still she continues round and round
Everything goes worthless
Everything goes worthless
and everything ends .
Am i ... Am i ... Am i ..
The junk full of world
The frames left brand new
I cant find my own value in a saturated world
Birth and death
Never ending
But it is not enough
Shes turning round and round
Give me your heart
Am i ... Am i ... Am i ..
Birth and death
Never ending
But it is not enough
Give me a heart and a perfect life
But only the old frames increase
Still she continues round and round
I hate the smell of this town
Am i ... Am i ... Am i ..
Someone asked her " what do you want ? "
She said " I want everything "
Am i ... Am i ... Am i ..
Ones birth and death after another
A life of 1 gram
Birth and death
Never ending
But it is not enough
Shes turning round and round
Give me your heart
Am i ... Am i ... Am i ..
Birth and death
Never ending
But it is not enough
Give me a heart and a perfect life
But only the old frames increase
Still she continues round and round
They smooth over themselves
and I throw away my shell
Am i ... Am i ... Am i ..
Ones birth and death after another
A life of 1 gram
A crowd of flies flocking there
I hate the smell of this town
Birth and death
But its not enough
Birth and death
Never ending
But it is not enough
Shes turning round and round
Give me your heart
Am i ... Am i ... Am i ..
Birth and death
Never ending
But it is not enough
Give me a heart and a perfect life
But only the old frames increase
Still she continues round and round
Everything goes worthless
Everything goes worthless
and everything ends .
Am i ... Am i ... Am i ..
The junk full of world
The frames left brand new
I cant find my own value in a saturated world
Birth and death
Never ending
But it is not enough
Shes turning round and round
Give me your heart
Am i ... Am i ... Am i ..
Birth and death
Never ending
But it is not enough
Give me a heart and a perfect life
But only the old frames increase
Still she continues round and round
