| toketeshimau ito o mitsume… monji ni dekinai hidari te desu.
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| chi o nagasu tabi ni ikitere riyuu… miidasu kotoba ga azayakade
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| te no naka ni wa aisuru beki hito sae mo hanabanashiku chitte
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| te no naka ni wa ikita imi kisande mo munashiki hana to shiru
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| The Final
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| hitotsu futasu to fuetsuzuku… naze ni waraenai esa ni naru?
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| fukaki goku no kokoro ketsushite modore wa shinai
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| ashita o sawarenai jigyakuteki rokasha
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| Suicide is the proof of life
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| te no naka ni wa aisuru beki hito sae mo hanabanashiku chitte
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| te no naka ni wa ikita imi kisande mo munashiki hana to chiru
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| So I can’t live
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| Sou naku shita mono wa umarenai
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| ikiteru atashi sae motomerarenai uta
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| Let’s put an end… The Final
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| raisui no tsubomi sakaseyou
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| ---translation---
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| The intention is clear, I stare… with this left hand, unable to be worded
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| Every time I bleed, there lies the reason to live… And I discover words being
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| so vivid and bright
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| Even loved ones scatter like petals from flowers in my hand
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| So even if I engraved the meaning that I lived in my hand, it will only be known as flowers of vanity
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| The final
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| One by one it multiplies… why be a sad bait?
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| Deep within the hell of my heart… I can’t go back
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| A self-torture loser, not being able to see tomorrow
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| Suicide is the proof of life
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| Even loved ones scatter like petals from flowers in my hand
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| So even if I engraved the meaning that I lived in my hand, the petals will only
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| scatter as flowers of vanity
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| So I can’t live
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| What’s lost can’t be born again
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| A song that’s not even seeking the proof of living
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| Let’s put an end… The Final
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| Let’s bloom flowers of attempted suicide. |