Music Project Ver. 01: Plastic Tree
The first band requested is my absolute favorite: Plastic Tree! (or "Pura", as many fans call them) If you read my entries at all, you've heard of them...and now you can actually hear them! (If you haven't already, that is!)
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Always thinking in black and white
I like the things I like, I dislike the things I dislike
After school, everyday is split by the chime
The echo is too noisy and it breaks my eardrums.
Aspirin makes me laugh
Tears of sexual frigidity
Classmate Chameleon
Separated Barrier
Appearing to be alive? Appearing to be dead?
Bundled Gelatin
Bundled Gelatin____.
The fate line in my palm has been cut
Fingertips dyed deep red are nice
Reality has become mosaic
It's because of my fringe that it's smashed
Halshion
The scent of water
Piano
Considering conduct Distortion
Sorrowful barrier
Flowing blood Without it
Transparent heart
Transparent heart____.
Already, I can feel nothing and keep living
Almost like everything I believed in is now crumbling
Aspirin makes me laugh
Tears of sexual frigidity
Classmate Chameleon
Separated Barrier
Appearing to be alive? Appearing to be dead?
My transparent heart feel it____.
Already, I can feel nothing and keep living
Almost like everything I believed in is now crumbling
Magazine Article Ryuutarou wrote that Barrier is based on:
Toumei (Transparancy)
Liking something and later circumstances.
Always thinking in black and white.
"I like the things I like, I dislike the things I dislike" and that's the way I feel.
After School.....
The chime saying school's out, it's too loud...
Today and every day is split.
Even the echo is too noisy, my eardrum breaks.
Because of that
my head hurts, so I drink Aspirin.
Somehow it makes me laugh.
And yet, tears of sexual frigidity stream out.
All of my classmates are chameleons.
Their true colors are unknown.
They are always separated by barriers.
In order to not be touched, they don't touch.
Gradually the begin to not feel anything real.
Even whether appearing to be alive, or appearing to be dead,
they don't even know anymore (Perhaps even both are good).
That time, It's like my own bundled gelatin-like quality
I think. Yes,
The bundled gelatin's colorless transparancy.......
I become frightened, what if something changes and the fate line in my palm were to be cut.
Fingertips dyed with deep red something is good, a bit calming.
Reality looks like it's become mosaic, doesn't it
(Maybe it's because of my fringe?)
Many chameleon people are cackling in the after image of ones collapsing eye.
It's their faults,
I can't sleep. I drank some Halshion.
I become full of the scent of water.
Somewhere a blind person is playing the piano.
Considering my act, I also play the guitar.
Distorted thoughts like if he were to sing,
G Senjou's beautiful aria streaming through my body, cleansing it.
Blood flowing from my palms.
If it disappears, I'll become all too familiar with my transparent heart.
My transparent heart.....
Already, I can feel nothing, and keep living.
Almost like everything I believed in is now crumbling.
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