Along the national highway, the dried up glory is crushed without shedding any blood.
Our suffering, which is full of defects, is also a pitiful piece of junk.
Even if I made it into a song, no one would listen to it, and it still wouldn't make any money.
On my way home at sunset again today, which one is smoldering?

I don't know what I don't know
I won't do anything I don't want to do
If you say that, you'll be treated as a failure and a splendid social misfit.
The passion that comes with continuing to do something is now a redundant and disturbing factor.
The price of being pure is that you don't have a place to belong.

Innocence with nowhere to go Innocence Shut yourself in your room and tell me to watch it now
Our fragile identity makes a bomb all by ourselves
Cracked innocence, innocence, I'm inspired to say it's not like this
I'll fight, and that's the only indulgence for us.

That child who is kinder than anyone else is crying with her breath held back.
I heard about it from the rumors around town.This must be the most absurd thing in the world.
The city is full of danger, so I protect myself by not meeting anyone.
We're always looking for a weapon I hope it's not a knife

My torn chest won't heal
Heart held together with cellophane tape
I'm going to live my life with trepidation today too, wondering when it will peel off again.
The only correct tears for those of us who made a mistake
The price of being innocent is hurting someone.

Innocence with nowhere to go Innocence Shut yourself in your room and tell me to watch it now
Our fragile identity makes a bomb all by ourselves
Cracked innocence, innocence, I'm inspired to say it's not like this
I'll fight, and that's the only indulgence for us.

The means by which unforgivable servants can be forgiven
How we, who are easily hurt, can protect ourselves
I'm a song, what about you?
I'm a song, what about you?

Innocence with nowhere to go Innocence Don't cry anymore, stand up again
Destroy the nihilistic ideology with your bottomless weapon
Cracked innocence, innocence, to shake off the anxiety that chases after me
I sing, that's my weapon and my identity