The cute sound here will signify myself
At least I hope so
I think this song will be alright
At least the feeling here is “white”
I’m sure the words I try to say to you
will seem to ring true
The path where these words now lead me is
still yet unknown
The words were so tasty back then, but it
seems they’ve grown
Though I am an idol who sings this in
earnest, I still must admit there is doubt
The things that I say are an ideal,
something not yet real
So many, many beautiful days
Though I may sing sweetly and say this
with feeling, the theme of this song is about
The things that I cannot say, so endure
it, ‘kay?
Though this is the image you see, are you
sure it’s really me?
Do I act so consistently that you can
describe me clearly?
If I change the way that I look. If I
change the way that I act.
Would I find the things that I still feel
that I lack?
I really hope that I do
If I keep on screaming these words out
here loudly
If I keep on living proudly
Could I break past the barriers places in
my way?
It’s my wish to believe what I say!
If I can sing truly with no misconception,
I feel that I could reach to you
The things I want to tell you are here, I’m
holding them near
So many, many beautiful days
I want you, I need you, I love you
Loving Tiger
This fact has been true all along
The thing that I wanted to say is “you
write my song”
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