
Music: eve
Kanji/romaji source: peffy
Kanji: 手首の切り方
Cut myself.
痛い
Please tell me the meaning of my life.
My heart is so crushed.
How to cut a wrist.
The end of blood.
独りぼっちで生きる意味探して彷徨って手首を開く
嫌い
手首切って溢れ出す痛みの色はとても綺麗な赤死にたい
痛い
大嫌いな自分も酷い記憶も全部消したい助けて
言葉に出来ない想い溢れて
手首に映るもう一人の私
心が潰れてしまう前に
嫌い
溢れ出して止まらない痛みの色はとても汚い赤死にたい
痛い
血に染まる包帯も震える声も全部気付いて助けて
今すぐ優しさ過剰摂取させて
手首の中に生きる意味なんて無くてでも切り続けた死にたい
傷の数だけ自分が嫌い
傷の数だけ私を見て欲しい助けて
どれだけの涙で心は癒えるの?
Want to die.
Romaji: Tekubi no kirikata
Cut myself.
itai
Please tell me the meaning of my life.
My heart is so crushed.
How to cut a wrist.
The end of blood.
hitoribocchi de ikiru imi sagashite samayotte tekubi o hiraku
kirai
tekubi kitte afuredasu itami no iro wa totemo kirei na aka shinitai
itai
daikirai na jibun mo hidoi kioku mo zenbu keshitai tasukete
kotoba ni dekinai omoi afurete
Please tell me the meaning of my life.
My heart is so crushed.
How to cut a wrist.
The end of blood.
tekubi ni utsuru mou hitori no watashi
kokoro ga tsuburete shimau mae ni
kirai
afuredashite tomaranai itami no iro wa totemo kitanai aka shinitai
itai
chi ni somaru houtai mo furueru koe mo zenbu kidzuite tasukete
ima sugu yasashisa kajou sesshu sasete
tekubi no naka ni ikiru imi nante nakute demo kiri tsudzuketa shinitai
kizu no kazu dake jibun ga kirai
kizu no kazu dake watashi o mite hoshii tasukete
dore dake no namida de kokoro wa ieru no?
Want to die.
English: How To Cut Wrists
Cut myself.
Painful
Please tell me the meaning of my life.
My heart is so crushed.
How to cut a wrist.
The end of blood.
Being alone I searched for the meaning of life, and wandering about I began to open my wrists
Hate
Cutting my wrists the pain that flows out is a very beautiful red color, I want to die
Painful
I want to erase my loathsome self and my dreadful memories completely, save me
These feelings that cannot be expressed are overflowing
Before my heart collapses
Another me reflects onto my wrists
Hate
The pain that flows out continuously is a very filthy red, I want to die
Painful
Notice everything about the bandages stained in blood and my trembling voice, save me
Let me take a painless overdose right now
There is nothing meaningful like life within the wrists, but I continued cutting, I want to die
With only the number of cuts, I hate myself
With only the number of cuts, I want you to look at me, save me
Just how many tears can heal the heart?
Want to die.
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