More songs by Benjazzy
Description
Director: Ryota Nagashima Assistant Director: Lilgonzaemon Cinematographer: Heuristic (Ann) Second Camera Assistant: Yukiya Takada Third Camera Assistant: Rikuki Hashimoto (Ann) Lighting Director: Shinnosuke Yugi Lighting Assistant: ALDI JAPZ Photography: Yudai Ishizuka Title Design: SHUR1 Production Manager: Ishikoro Production Assistants: Arata Yoda, Reiji Hanaoka, Hiina Kamiya
Lyrics and translation
Original
夢の見すぎて白黒として絵画も見えず。 ライン有毒のまま増えてく一般のLINEを叱咤し読 み返してる。
パンチラインお でやめといた方がいいって。
俺も同意けど、周りの反対と逆をここに押し倒して my life 振り返らずに一歩突 っ込む愛。 まばたくすらせずに。 眩しいほど浴びる日の目もくれずに。
自惚れて見苦しくカッコつけすぎ。 自分自身すら見て見ぬふり。 何一つ抱えかねません。
そらさあ、いちいちに。
今の愛のままに金や時間無駄使いし、手みつごめの FLEX なら 手に隠し、痛み をしても好きの裏返しと勘違いの愛並べ、やめといた方がいいって。
俺も同意けど、周りの反 対と逆をこ こに押し倒して my life 振り返らずに一歩突っ込む愛。
視線奪われ浴びる白目にひ と目おかんに せずにトンメ胸。 睨まれてきた世間の目も、今では売れたうちに食い付きとぶり。
照れるのに 毎晩赤目で iPhone に汚い文字ですすり。 汚れた心でも一秒穴。 肩見せまくった思い出初恋。
世間 の通りこの愛、 今ビジネス目いるから。
これ一生書く気ない。 世間の事務所の家族サービスにも冷める。
逆から見せる立場に立ってからの方が目に映るのは目を塞ぎたいようになるような汚いものば っか。
持 ってるより想像以上に俺みたいに本気になれねえ方が利口。 だけど無責任。
嫌のは人生理論 なんかより理想。 やっても周りの目に入れて俺ら一体目。 一緒に見開いて。 目ん中 red も痛くはねえ。
息 子この手に抱いて。 まばたくすらせずに。
馬鹿を見てる前に。 全部かって。 周りを巻き込み取り巻き。 取り合い。
わかってる誰より。 負けた名人。 一発逆転。 何しも止まらず。
世界世界もないビートの愛を信じ切ってる今も。
あの他人の 目よりも名誉。 目の前の鏡。 幻とわかって前ばかり飲み干す。
ま た自ら引っか かってる。 もうセブり。
自分が一番じゃなかった勘ぐる度に。
自分がねつらじゃ似合わないって自分軸に人生棒に振り続けてるから駆け引きに生きれなくな っちゃう。
震えまく る。 過去ピカしてんのがその証拠。 強く引っ張りすぎては途切れかける Life LINE から待ってるガイド。
耳が聞 こえない奴らの目にごめつけ。 目が見えない奴の耳に焼き付け。 心がなやつに。
また溶かねえ Red の Flow。 金にも生きられどほどない。
諦めすらも毒草。 ガリ。 ドライ product の出世。 毒。
恥ずかしげもなくディスかぶ って今さらもう 救いがない。 俺の歌の書き出し枯れてるって。
DM に俺自身が送る。
その愛のままに金や時間無駄使いし、手みつごめの FLEX なら 手に隠し、痛みをし ても好きの裏返しと勘違いの愛並べ、やめといた方がいいって。
俺も同意けど、周りの反対と 逆をここに押 し倒して my life 嘘ついた俺のね愛。
English translation
I dream so much that I can't even see paintings as black and white. I'm scolding and re-reading the increasing number of LINEs that are still toxic.
Punchline says it's better to stay away.
I agree with you, but it's the kind of love that overwhelms the opposition of those around you and takes one step forward into my life without looking back. Without even blinking. It doesn't even see the light of day, which is so dazzling.
I'm so conceited and trying to be too cool that it's unsightly. Pretending not to even see myself. I don't have anything to worry about.
So, come on, one by one.
It's better to stop wasting money and time on your current love, hiding it in your hand if it's a poorly-made FLEX, and even if it hurts, it's better to stop lining up love that's turned upside down and misunderstood.
I agree with you, but it's a love that pushes the opposition of those around you and pushes forward into my life without looking back.
I can't help but stare at the whites of the eyes that grab my attention and reveal my breasts. The public eye that has been staring at it has now caught on while it still sells.
Even though I'm embarrassed, I write dirty letters on my iPhone with red eyes every night. Even a dirty heart is a hole for a second. The memories of my first love showing off my shoulders.
This love, as the world calls it, now has a business focus.
I don't want to write this forever. I am also disappointed in the family services offered by public offices.
When you stand in a position to look at things from the other side, what you see is nothing but dirty things that make you want to cover your eyes.
It's smarter if you can't get serious like me than you think. But it's irresponsible.
What I don't like is a theory of life, something more ideal. Even if we do it, the people around us will see us as one. Open your eyes together. The red in my eyes doesn't hurt either.
Hold my son in your hands. Without even blinking.
Before you look stupid. Take everything. Surround yourself and surround yourself. Scramble.
More than anyone else who knows. A losing master. A one-shot reversal. Nothing stopped me.
Even now, I fully believe in the love of beats, which has no place in the world.
Honor is more important than other people's eyes. The mirror in front of me. Knowing it was just an illusion, I drank the whole thing.
I'm also getting caught up in it myself. It's already Seburi.
Every time I realized I wasn't the best.
I keep swinging my life around myself because I don't think it suits me to be a slut, and I can't live my life based on tactics anymore.
I'm trembling. The proof is that it has been shiny in the past. A guide waiting for you from Life LINE, which will break if you pull too hard.
Blame on the eyes of the deaf. Burned into the ears of the blind. Become a person with a weak heart.
Red's Flow won't melt again. Money is not enough to live on.
Even giving up is a poisonous weed. Gari. The rise of dry product. poison.
There's no hope for shameless dissing now. I've run out of songs to write.
I will send it to DM myself.
It's better to stop wasting money and time on that love, hiding the hand-me-down FLEX in your hands, and even if it hurts, it's better to stop lining up love that's a betrayal of love and a love that's misunderstood.
I agree with you, but I lied to you about my life, pushing down the opposition and opposition from those around me.