It's just what I was taught.
Things that are indoctrinated
I'm not going to finish it.
Obviously, it should be as expected
The calculation (Mr. And) should be a perfect match.
But it still missed a hand and almost couldn't finish it
I'm stuck in a type.
Even if the label is trained
On the sclere rail
Nor are you afraid of the thorny road of life
I'm going to go to the next day with a negative
Just unwilling to give up stubbornly marching towards the hopeful tomorrow
Dancing
Even if you have to bow your knees
On the stage of the feathers
Or continue dancing on this stage
Even if you're crawling
Just so that one day you can spread your wings and fly high
It's also danced.
I am a pawn at the mercy of others
It's been a long time since before.
It was known a long time ago
Still,
But even so, so what?
Dancing again
Or keep jumping
I'm desperate and alive.
Desperately try to survive
What is the future of the ideal ?
The so-called ideal future
Not ready
It is not set to prepare
But I'm wishing in it.
But in the midst of the struggle, I still look forward to it
Oh light, light
You can reach out and touch the light of the future
Well, it's good that I've increased
This disgusting feeling grows stronger
Not because I became an adult.
Not because I've grown up
I'm sure something that changes into the air
It must be because there are some strange scenes around us that make people wonder
I think too much
We think about the tangles that bother us
Who are not good
Or will it be rebuked and despised by some self-righteous people
It must be a mixed flow.
Then confuse it with superficiality and be ignored
Answer: What is a ship of kota
Even if you can't find a solution
I'm not anywhere, but I'm dancing without running away
Still can't escape to keep jumping
It's not just a positive rhythm.
Even if you're jumping to the wrong beat
When I see a dream, I'm hitting it.
The dream of searching has been blown and then revived
Standing up and wandering longing again
It also wanders between longing and wandering again
Become a feeling of knowing yourself
Feel the cry of the heart
Like that, I'll lose another minute.
Dance that one again that is confusing
Dance with a name called Ao I haru
A dance called Youth
The ideal future is not set and prepared
Even if it is not prepared
But in the midst of confusion and darkness
I'm wishing in it.
Still looking forward to it
The days of being wrapped in light
That will eventually break the dawn of the bright future
