Looking through your window to an empty room Hours passing by, the hands don't move A plastic life built just for you Fears of wasted years fall into view
This mannequin aims to please Traded ambitions for a nuclear family Never fleeing from the nest Eat, sleep, repeat to begin To begin again
Break your silence With these eyes Blindly you follow This perfect lie
Canary yellow illuminates the grid And the heat causes our skin to drip The end game is all the same for you and me An equinox the eyes – the eyes will never meet
jibun mo sukuenai no ni sekai wo sukuō to shite watashi mo aisenai no ni hito no ai motomete
kodoku ni shinu no nara ōza wa iranai hokori takai anata no kanmuri wa kaketa mama
jibun mo sukuenai no ni sekai wo sukuō to shite watashi mo aisenai no ni hito no ai motomete
ikusa ga yonderu hanarenai to chikatte
Break your silence with these eyes blindly you follow this perfect lie
jibun mo sukuenai no ni sekai wo sukuō to shite watashi mo aisenai no ni hito no ai motomete
kodoku ni shinu no nara ōza wa iranai hokori takai anata no kanmuri wa kaketa mama
jibun mo sukuenai no ni sekai wo sukuō to shite watashi mo aisenai no ni hito no ai motomete
ikusa ga yonderu hanarenai to chikatte
Compositor: Charles Griffiths / Conner Green / Raymond Hearne / Ross Jennings / Richard Henshall / Diego Tejeida