The wound with sand in my arms is healing
Yet you walk through me again and go somewhere else
I'm gradually withering like a dry flowerpot
I only bloomed in front of you once

Is there even a little bit left of me?
As if I was in a spell, I memorize you again
I'm afraid you'll be the end of me
Maybe this is the beginning instead

I may have already died a long time ago
Am I a sad ghost that always hovers around the same place?

You play the way you like
But you won't keep me alive
Making my fragile world fall apart is the trend

I'm going to increase the security in my head
For you it's easy to laugh at me and infiltrate
The world is expensive
Take a good look at the total of me you have accumulated

There's no answer at all, I recite you with detail
Feedback calls its howling, howling, howling, howling
Howl and, howl and howl
Maybe it's gonna loop, loop, loop, looop, loooooop
Is there even a little bit left of me?
As if I was in a spell, I memorize you again
I'm afraid you'll be the end of me
Maybe this is the beginning instead