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• Artiste: Dir En Grey
• Titre: Ware, Yami Tote...
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Who am I? Who stops and stands still as I entrust myself to the wind, in-between the times that are limited? Where is this place? This place that comes crushing down, all in-between those common and familiar words? I taint my intentions with darkness It's easy to stop breathing...but I just want to feel you just a little more Will you allow me to live? One bright morning, I opened my eyes and it came tears I felt like I've realized the meaning for the first time Don't know why, but I feel sadness when you're near me Why can't we become one? I put my hands out for those words that are too fragile, even just one Please give my heart something, anything like a blade sharp enough to strike you The emptiness of compensating It ripens Into just darkness... The shouting of the sunset One bright morning, I opened my eyes and it came tears I felt like I've realized the meaning for the first time Don't know why, but I feel sadness when you're near me Why can't we become one? I put my hands out for those words that are too fragile, even just one Please give my heart something, anything like a blade sharp enough to strike you If you just erase your memory do you think that you can change? If it's forgotten and changed, and you weren't you anymore The correct value of all things will begin to look cruel At least let me change what I have now into a voice The terms and conditions of tomorrow The screams are too sweet, love changes its shape Forgetting the pain and forgetting myself But now, I take it day by day with the flowing proof... The correct value of all things will begin to look cruel At least let me change what I have now into a voice The terms and conditions of tomorrow With the proof in the name of living...