"It will rain tomorrow afternoon," quietly it tells
It's something like a ringing in my ears or a revelation, "Be careful"
It's convergence of the process, no one knows the targets of the sudden rain
This is, in short, a future prediction
"Don't take the bus tomorrow" "Because an accident will occur"
I'll live in the best suited temperature
It's a Fake Life Game, the Jokers that gather together sneer
The possibilities have gone as time went by
The view once I saw and yearned for is getting defiled, the dream is a fake
I sneer alone, just pray by following the guidance
"Don't go on a date tomorrow" quietly it tells
It became darken, I pulled the card with a chill
It's convergence of the process, the targets of the sudden rain don't know anything
That I chose it
Someone said, "She was alone"
She slipped on the platform on her way home
It's a Fake Life Game, the Jokers that gather together sneer
The feelings have gone as time went by
Even so, something like the reason for existing should be decided afterwards
I sneer alone, just pray by following the guidance
I noticed the price I'll have to pay
Hidden in the answer, goodbye, lovely days
The one who cannot go back is me, and I don't want any other person to be like that
It's a Fake Life Game, the Jokers that gather together sneer
The future prediction came along as time went by
It's the ultimatum that is needlessly clear and hateful
"Tomorrow you" "will die, no matter how hard you try to avoid it"
It's a Fake Life Game, the Jokers that gather together sneer
Just sneer, I can do nothing as it's Old Made
Welcome back, my feelings. I love the anxiety that almost makes me dead
I sneer alone, just pray by following the guidance
I wonder if it will rain tomorrow
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