Beautiful things are studded and dreams die
The thin second hand ticks the day
Spend laughing loneliness that can't be laughed at
I'm not lying I can't live honestly
Depends on blues tree
Wander through the forest of melancholy
Tired body without exit
You have to have a calm face
And I can't move because of the witch's blow
And I can't move because of the witch's blow
No matter how hard you work
I can't make a lot of money
Tired of when
Still, repeat the same thing silently
Depends on blues tree
Wander through the forest of melancholy
Tired body without exit
You have to have a calm face
And I can't move because of the witch's blow
And I can't move because of the witch's blow
Every little thing every day
How grateful you are for how happy you are
credits
from Worker's,
released January 1, 2021
作詞・作曲 Kazumichi
制作・Kazumichiワークス
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