口唇から　こぼれ落ちる
錆びた爪のかけら
舌に残る　その苦みが
傷をこじ開ける
流し込め　今セルロイドの夢を
ふさがる傷あとに　4文字のTATTOO

ずれ始めた　リズムの中
乱れ踊る　メロディー
かけ違いのボタンでさえ
気付かず　奏で続けた
色の無い華に　まみれて踊れ
横たわる詩にキスをあたえよう

風に溶けて流れる　お前の横顔
切り裂いてやりたいと傷口を欲しがる
君の壊れたメロディー 2度と交わらず
消えてくれ　叫んでも
明日もまた
同じ影を着たままで

2度と語る事もない
詩達に祈りを
まぎれもなく
いつくしみを
分かち合った日々を　Oh

耳の奥で泣きじゃくる詩の
繰り返す声が胸をかきむしる

Love Brilliant Scars
Paint Brilliant tommorrow
Sing Brilliant song for myself

いつか2人望んだ明日の景色は
紫の香りたつ　幸福にまみれた
今は白く開いた明日を待ちかねて
目を開き踏み出せば
後ろ髪つかむお前の手が…
君の壊れたメロディー2度と交わらず
ゆがんでる旋律は
俺の中でただ
鳴り続けてるだけ

Dead Poem's Still Alive
Dead Poem's Still Alive into me
Dead Poem's Still Screamin'
Dead Poem's Still Screamin'into me

kuchibiru kara kobore ochiru
sabita tsume no kakera
shita ni nokoru sono nigami ga
kizu o kojiakeru
nagashikome ima seruroido no yume o
fusagaru kizuato ni yon moji no tattoo

zure hajimeta rizumu no naka
midare odoru merodii
kake chigai no botan de sae
kizukazu kanadetsuzuketa
iro no nai hana ni mamirete odore
yokotawaru uta ni kisu o ataeyou

kaze ni tokete nagareru omae no yokogao
kirisaite yaritai to kizuguchi o hoshi garu
kimi no kowareta merodii nido to majiwarazu
kiete kure saken de mo
asu mo mata
onaji kage o kita mama de

nido to kataru koto mo nai
uta-tachi ni inori o
magire mo naku
itsukushimi o
wakachiatta hibi o Oh

mimi no oku de nakijakuru uta no
kurikaesu koe ga mune o kakimushiru

Love Brilliant Scars
Paint Brilliant tommorrow
Sing Brilliant song for myself

itsuka futari nozon da ashita no keshiki wa
murasaki no kaori tatsu koufuku ni mamireta
ima wa shiroku hiraita asu o machikanete
me o hiraki fumidaseba
ushirogami tsukamu omae no te ga...
kimi no kowareta merodii nido to majiwarazu
yuganderu senritsu wa
ore no naka de tada
naritsuzuketeru dake

Dead Poem's Still Alive
Dead Poem's Still Alive into me
Dead Poem's Still Screamin'
Dead Poem's Still Screamin' into me

Fragments of rusted fingernails
spill out from my lips.
I scratch open my scars, and the bitter taste
is left on my tongue.
Insert that celluloid dream into this moment,
as a four-letter tattoo rests on my healing scars.

In the rhythm that had begun to shift,
I dance to a disordered melody.
It continues to play without noticing
the misordered buttons.
Dancing while smeared in a colorless flower,
I'll give a kiss to that stretching song.

Your flowing profile dissolves into the wind.
I want wounds that make me want to rip them open.
I won't cross your broken melody a second time.
Even if I shout for it to vanish,
I will be wearing
the same shadow again tomorrow.

I pray to songs
that won't say anything twice.
Certainly
we shared affection
every day, oh...

Inside my ears, a weeping song
of a repeating voice is ripping open my chest.

Love brilliant scars.
Paint brilliant tommorrow.
Sing brilliant song for myself.

Someday, the scenery of tomorrow that we desired
will be smeared in a content, purple fragrance.
Now, it's difficult to wait for tomorrow to open brightly.
If I open my eyes and step forward,
your hand grabs the back of my hair...
I won't cross your broken melody a second time.
The warped melody
inside me
just continues to ring.

Dead poem's still alive.
Dead poem's still alive into me.
Dead poem's still screamin'.
Dead poem's still screamin' into me.