[00:00.000] 作词 : Yasutaka Senoo
[00:00.034] 作曲 : Meine Meinung/Yasutaka Senoo
[00:00.68]Once you've done spelling the yell
[00:04.07]I'll be falling further into the murk
[00:07.32]The clock is ticking in the dark
[00:14.68]The rabbits are not guiding us
[00:18.28]Fools fold their hands
[00:20.77]The birds are singing lullabies
[00:23.33]Hanging the sword of Damocles
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[00:28.56]Oh,can you hear me now?
[00:31.78]They are lurking under the sleeve
[00:35.41]I was too scared to see my things
[00:38.53]Crawling in a reflector to my crave
[00:42.06]Please sing your song loudly
[00:45.71]So that I can hear you
[00:48.28]Break it down or stare at the imagery
[00:52.40]If you're still waiting the rabbit for you
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[00:56.51]Her voice tastes like a checkerboard
[00:59.51]The Humpty won't sing like your storyboard
[01:02.97]A riddle made of a thousand chords
[01:06.15]Goes round and round in the hall of mirrors
[01:09.98]My words,just the umbra of your place
[01:13.35]The castle fallen by their meddle
[01:17.08]A riddle made of a thousand chords
[01:20.34]Goes round and round in the hall of mirrors
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[01:38.35]Game for gamut,
[01:39.80]their zen and the art
[01:41.87]The rain strings just like a dart
[01:45.08]Wanted was I just to fix your heart
[01:50.26]
[01:52.06]I say bigger, you'll become bigger
[01:56.08]I say smaller,you'll get smaller
[01:59.20]Yet sick broken pianos go play around
[02:02.63]I got struck in a dream like clouds
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[02:33.97]Fear won't guide us
[02:43.89]Fear won't guide us
[02:46.26]In the hall of mirrors
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[02:51.22]Fear won't guide us
[02:53.32]In the hall of mirrors
[02:54.70]Fear won't guide us
[02:56.61]In the hall of mirrors
[02:58.10]Fear won't guide us
[03:00.14]In the hall of mirrors
[03:01.71]Fear won't guide us
[03:03.87]In the hall of mirrors
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[03:05.21]Her voice tastes like a checkerboard
[03:08.79]The Humpty won't sing like your storyboard
[03:12.57]A riddle made of a thousand chords
[03:15.96]Goes round and round in the hall of mirrors
[03:20.11]My words,just the umbra of your place
[03:23.35]The castle fallen by their meddle
[03:26.82]A riddle made of a thousand chords
[03:30.02]Goes round and round in the hall of mirrors
[03:36.89]
[03:40.46]......
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