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You feel
INSIDE ROARE
You feel
We're going towards somewhere we can't see
we go towards the darkness even though it is morning.
The sun rises in vain, he probably doesn't want to look,
it's dark and my head hurts.
I don't want to see, I don't want to hear
I just want to hold someone's hand and believe firmly.
I would like to sing, I hear strange music.
I wanted to wish, I don't want to see it anymore.
He held her hand, I don't know why she got cold.
You went out in the morning against the sun
you carried jasmine in your hands
You can smell it when you sleep.
aaaaaaaa
aaaaaaaa
...when you sleep.
He held her hand, I don't know why she got cold
You can smell him
You can smell him
I don't want to see, I don't want to hear
I just want to hold someone's hand and believe firmly.
I would like to sing, I hear strange music.
I wanted to wish, I don't want to see it anymore.
He held her hand, I don't know why she got cold.
You feel
We're going towards somewhere we can't see
we go towards the darkness even though it is morning.
The sun rises in vain, he probably doesn't want to look,
it's dark and my head hurts.
I don't want to see, I don't want to hear
I just want to hold someone's hand and believe firmly.
I would like to sing, I hear strange music.
I wanted to wish, I don't want to see it anymore.
He held her hand, I don't know why she got cold.
You went out in the morning against the sun
you carried jasmine in your hands
You can smell it when you sleep.
aaaaaaaa
aaaaaaaa
...when you sleep.
He held her hand, I don't know why she got cold
You can smell him
You can smell him
I don't want to see, I don't want to hear
I just want to hold someone's hand and believe firmly.
I would like to sing, I hear strange music.
I wanted to wish, I don't want to see it anymore.
He held her hand, I don't know why she got cold.
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