Leaning on the emergency door, timid boy
The wind is sad even in the nearest station

We can break up whenever we want
But if we want to talk, it’s just now

Just with a fingertip, a house of blocks
Collapse, collapse
Form it again in the same order
Tonight, tonight
I’m tired of it

Don't you feel me
Don't you feel me
I want to fill this studio with love

Don't you feel me
Don't you feel me
Don't you feel me loving you
You
You
You

I won’t let anyone say it’s a love of the Internet
I can hear the sound of ocean if I close my eyes

Stop hating yourself
Stop speaking badly about the one you love

Cumulonimbus cloud, bringing thunder storm
Cut it out! Cut it out!
The boat swings but can’t get off
Propel, propel
I’ll do my best

Don't you feel me
Don't you feel me
Put iPhone to the wave

Don't you feel me
Don't you feel me
Don't you feel me loving you
You
You
You

There are pros and cons of the ending of the movie, I'll say I like it
Completing while pruning is also an art, isn’t it?
I love you

Don't you feel me
Don't you feel me
I love the weak and strong you

Don't you feel me
Don't you feel me
Don't you feel me loving you
You
You
You