Hatsukoi
Massa Nera
I don't have it figured out
The concept of living
Cause I'm still barely breathing
Barely pushing forward
Isolation has brought me to my boiling point (cold shoulder)
Internally dissatisfied
Emotionally washed out
Sick taste on the tip of my tongue
Need something to get the lashes out
Eyes laid to rest
Hands gripped together
Feels like hot coals
Burning down my throat
Pacing back and forth
Repetitive, self-involved and
Focused on trivial things
You're just concerned on my well-being
Yo tengo confianza en lo
Que me ase sintir vivo
I'm biting down
Hanging by a thrеad
Strings snapping
Coming at me
I'm spread thin like stripеs across your cloth