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Texty: Gazette. 瞞し (Mayakashi - Deception) [ROMANJI+KANJI+ENGLISH].

[credit goes to: distressedcoma on LJ]

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toki ni hada wo saku hodo utsuro??zaratsuita kouzetsu
me wo akete nomikonda genwaku??kowarete yukeru you ni

utagai wa hodoketa hazu ...
toi kake you no nai sappuukei
dakiau dake muimi to

iro wo wasureta sakura ga mau??mada umaku kawarezu
nani ka wo motometa wake janai??wasurete yukeru you ni

uragiri wo shitteta kara
nemureru made mitsumesasete
fukai uso wo

tada aware wo enji??unubore??mawaru
nobasu te sae mienakatta
mayakashi ni kiss wo kizu ni yurushi wo
kizukeba mata koko ni wa dare mo ...

nagashikomu chinsei ni kaitou nado nozomanai
isshun no touhi ga owari to shiranu FURI wo

tada warau dake de nijinda kyori ga
amari ni mo kanashikatta
fusagu tabi ni sebamaru kyori wa
yasashi sugite tsumetakatta

irozuiteku hanabira no you ni
toki ga kureba omoidashite
kareochiteku hanabira no you ni
toki ga kite mo wasurenaide

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Deception

Sometimes I'm so hollow that my skin gets torn??My throat feels rough
I am opening my eyes and take in that glamour??so that I can slowly break apart

My doubts should have been untied ...
This dreariness that doesn't want to ask any questions
I am only embracing meaninglessness

The cherry blossoms that have forgotten their color are dancing??They are not yet changing smoothly
It is not like I wanted anything??so that I can forget

Because I knew of the betrayal
You made me stare at it until I slept
At this deep lie

I am only playing the helpless??Conceit??is turning around [3]
I couldn't even see the reaching hand
The kisses were made in deception and the wounds were forgiven
When I noticed it, again there was no one here ...

In the downpouring tranquility I am not hoping for answers or the like
When this momentary escape ends I will pretend to now know anything

Only by laughing the blurred distance is
Too sad
At the times I stand in your way this narrow distance is
Too gentle and cold

Like the petals that are changing their color
If the time comes, please remember
Like the withering falling petals
Even if the time comes, please don't forget