I don’t look forward to my commute back home
Awkward melodies fill the streets
After the rain falls, making time walk faster
I’m waiting for a sunny day, let it be
My father who uses an old phone and doesn’t really call
He doesn’t know anything and trusts in his young son
My youth walks through the city that feels especially heavier today

Clothes scattered on the floor
Messy blankets are just crumpled there
The faint air feels desolate
Silence in my room

Love breaks me down
Just like foam
It breaks into pieces
Greed makes me fade away
Like fog
Scatters far away

I miss home food so much
The magic of family
My warm home
A place where I can rest

I saw myself
I’m doing well even though I’m lazy, I’m on my thing
I tell my parents that I have a lot to do
So I don’t even go visit
When I stop and look back, there are so many things I lost
We’re just pacing back and forth, never going out
Look around you, your home
It’s not anywhere

My house, the bed I picked
When I painted it with my friends
What should I put here? I was so happy
When I invited my girlfriend over
And we cooked together
I thought this was my dream

But love has ended somehow
Mistakes make me fall down
As if my eyes are covered
I can’t walk

I miss home food so much
The magic of family
My warm home
A place where I can rest

The magic of family
The moment I saw my mom

As I pick up the clothes on the floor
I fill up my pieces
As I brush in the thin and desolate air
I fold up my greed
The thing that embraces the tired me
Is my family’s touch, their warm eyes
The thing that embraces the tired me