buzzG: 天井 (Tenjou)
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天井 | tenjou | Ceiling
Vocal: Hatsune Miku
Producer: buzzG
Listen: Nico Nico Douga
I subtitled this song, but it gets blocked on youtube in 5 countries including the US, so oh well. I'm posting the lyrics here.
//ENGLISH
Counting the stains on the ceiling
My awareness that feels as though it's being crushed
Dimly takes me over
Just fall down
I haven't returned from the battlefield, but
I want to be able to hold your hand
I can't even move a finger, though
Snuggled up next to the missing moon,
Caressing the secluded rays of desolation
The singing voices of electric sounds
Scraped off the shriveled up past
"You"... were an illusion
Repeatedly peeling off the scabs
Of the open wound that has become keloid-like
Emitted from the pain
I have to wake up and get ready
My consciousness and body in conflict with each other
Brave eyes despite the circumstances
The child who was raised in fear
See, they're looking at me now
Counting the stains on the ceiling
My awareness that feels as though it's being crushed
Dimly takes me over
Just fall down
Repeatedly peeling off the scabs
Of the open wound that has become keloid-like
Emitted from the pain
I have to wake up and get ready
Repeatedly being called for
My big heart is shaken
The rhythm of my heart beat and
251 nights that are taken away
Vocal: Hatsune Miku
Producer: buzzG
Listen: Nico Nico Douga
I subtitled this song, but it gets blocked on youtube in 5 countries including the US, so oh well. I'm posting the lyrics here.
//ENGLISH
Counting the stains on the ceiling
My awareness that feels as though it's being crushed
Dimly takes me over
Just fall down
I haven't returned from the battlefield, but
I want to be able to hold your hand
I can't even move a finger, though
Snuggled up next to the missing moon,
Caressing the secluded rays of desolation
The singing voices of electric sounds
Scraped off the shriveled up past
"You"... were an illusion
Repeatedly peeling off the scabs
Of the open wound that has become keloid-like
Emitted from the pain
I have to wake up and get ready
My consciousness and body in conflict with each other
Brave eyes despite the circumstances
The child who was raised in fear
See, they're looking at me now
Counting the stains on the ceiling
My awareness that feels as though it's being crushed
Dimly takes me over
Just fall down
Repeatedly peeling off the scabs
Of the open wound that has become keloid-like
Emitted from the pain
I have to wake up and get ready
Repeatedly being called for
My big heart is shaken
The rhythm of my heart beat and
251 nights that are taken away