I'd rather choose one person.
I laughed at the black beauty of the swamp.
Among a group of friends
I am willing to give up the peace I like.
I grabbed the fire and ran.
I don't know where I will go next.
I wonder who I will meet next.
I just want to try to seize the moment I like.
But I can't.
I looked at the catcher in the rye.
I don't like talking about my past
But I can still talk.
I don't like going to crowded places.
I'm still going.
I hit the darkness again and again with a faint fire.
Watching the world be swallowed up by darkness again and again
Oh, actually, nothing.
The laws of the world are not as described in textbooks.
Who can I blame?
Just like I always make the same mistake.
Fantasize that one day
Can feel the purest light
Need to be forgiven