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Bugaboo
by Dir en Grey
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Trying to figure out how, she puts it in her mouth
The self-deception
It is bitter and ugly in confusion? Or is it sweet?
Don't forget the eyes you see now
The fate
Lost
The justice died just now
It killed
Rationality and arrogance
I am crushed
You can't speak the truth without crying?
I dare you to just come out and spit it out
My beloved with a three bump belly
"Love" is what everyone's supposed to want
She lowers herself down, and at times gets fucked
I get addicted
I'm dead
The smell, it smells of saccharine
It scatters into the burning-hot mandala
The black smoke rises blue
Do you want to go back? Or can't you?
If to love is just something you get used to, then why even be born at all?
The catastrophe
For whom do we kill?
I'm killed again today, by its twisted essence
I kiss the destruction type fly
The laughing voice doesn't stop here or forever
I skin the soon-to-be-broken eye
Trying to figure out how, she puts it in her mouth
The self-deception
It is bitter and ugly in confusion? Or is it sweet?
Don't forget the eyes you see now
The fate
Lost
The justice died just now
It killed
Rationality and arrogance
I am crushed
You can't speak the truth without crying?
I dare you to just come out and spit it out
My beloved with a three bump belly
"Love" is what everyone's supposed to want
She lowers herself down, and at times gets fucked
I get addicted
I'm dead
The smell, it smells of saccharine
It scatters into the burning-hot mandala
The black smoke rises blue
Do you want to go back? Or can't you?
If to love is just something you get used to, then why even be born at all?
The catastrophe
For whom do we kill?
I'm killed again today, by its twisted essence
I kiss the destruction type fly
The laughing voice doesn't stop here or forever
I skin the soon-to-be-broken eye
