愛憎ジレンマ。 - Tom

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Upload Date: 11/09/12
Vocals: Gumi
Composer: Tom
Guitarist: jun-jun
Bassist: JUN-T

Author's Comments
"A dependence on escapism."

Love-Hate Dilemma.

I'm pitiful. I'm miserable. I hate myself too much;
But I can't hate me. "Love-Hate Dilemma."


I'm powerless. I'm lonesome. With my ideals, each time
I know of the contrary reality, I shed tears.
"YOU ARE IMPORTANT." If you give me those kinds of words,
I can actually feel worth of existing.

Will I fall out as I am?
Unable to take a single step forward, a dependence on escapism.

I cry out for you to love and hug me, and I tear at my scars.
Since it's fine if it's a lie, make me forget it now.
Things like the ideals I imagine are at best fabrications.
I filled myself in with black with withered art tools.

On a train that's rocking back and forth without anyone on it,
The hand straps are looking down on me reproachfully.
"Come on over here." Like my neck would be hung.
Oh, don't stare at me that gladly now.

Will I vanish as I am?
If I take a single step forward, I wonder, will I be a little at ease?

I don't have the courage to dive down, and I cling to my faded life.
Unable to look forward nor back, I crouch and cower.
Someone pushes my back, and I want a reason to take a step.
Since it's fine to either die or live, I want to advance.

12:00 in the morning passing, it's the east entrance to the Shinjuku station.
"Will I see you from now on?" My dried-up voice.
Since anybody would work, I wanted them to be beside me;
My cell phone continued to make noise.

I cry out for you to love and hug me, and I tear at my scars.

Since it's fine if it's a lie, make me forget it now.
Things like the ideals I imagine are at best fabrications.
I can't fill myself in with black with withered art tools.

6:00 in the morning passing, it's the 7th platform at the Shinjuku station.
"I'll go from now on," my voice trembles.
Since anybody would work, thrust me away.
"Oh, it's no use again..." I sob.