How does my face look right now?
I’m always feeling suffocated and frustrated
How can everyone maintain
Such peaceful looking faces?

I’m sure the weight of the world
Isn’t just pressing down on me
But my head feels so heavy, I can’t smile
Why are you coming to me?
You’re holding out your hand to go together
But I can’t grab it

I’m looking at the world backwards
Then I’m saying everything is wrong
The world and the people who are around me
They’re all crooked
No, it’s just me

What I’m stepping on right now, is it land?
Is it the sky? I don’t know
Everything I can see right now
Is it real? I’m dizzy

Your shoulder is always next to me so I can lean on it
You try to look into my eyes and hold my hands
We’re definitely in the same place
But we’re going in different directions, I can’t hold you

I’m looking at the world backwards
Then I’m saying everything is wrong
The world and the people who are around me
They’re all crooked
No, it’s just me

So I’m sorry to the beauty
To the bright light that shines through the darkness
To the eyes that preciously looks at me
To your scars that have gotten crooked because of me

You’re looking at, who is standing backwards
Then you tell me, you look tired
The world and the people who are around me
Please tell me how I can go in their direction together

I’m saying everything is wrong
The world and the people who are around me
They’re all crooked
No, it’s just me