I went under my blanket and cried and cried But I don’t feel better, actually I’m even more frustrated I was forcing myself to smile, pretending like I’m OK But my reflection in the mirror looks so pitiful Don’t worry, I’m not in pain I’m always strong and bold But why am I so sad?
How should I say this? How should I start? The moment I first met you (Holic Holic baby) You pretended to be cold but you kept smiling And my heart acted on its own (woo ah woo ah yeah) Will you make that face that I imagined? Or will you jump in surprise? Hello hello, […]
Yeah Brave Sound! You ready? Let’s get ready to Rumble! Uh Yeah UNI.T We raise you up! Uh Yeah Red Cookie baby Who do you think you are? Shaking up my heart like this? It keeps racing as if it’ll pop up, all on its own I like you, I can’t do anything about it […]
Yes, no matter how hard I try What can’t become, what can’t be done Is all my fault in the end I tried praying alone But seeing myself wanting something I can’t have Was sadder
I remember the day we all first met and said hello Our practice sessions were like babies on walkers Like mothers making baby food, we paid attention to all the details Compared to that passion, people’s reactions are impossible If we were to react to that zero reaction, our scars would have severely reacted