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Running 5000 MILES and running out of breath
100 LITERS of ADRENALINE; my whole body is FULLY functional

It's fine to stop here, right? To where is OK?
The trees that color the town are changing their appearances again and again

The completely changed whiteness; the unchangeable weakness
I want to believe in the me here now

Raise your right hand and left hand and slash apart the darkness, GO!
There's no pretense; I'm prepared
From the moment when you crossed the start, the world must have expanded

Guided by faded streetlights that blink again and again
I go along on the usual way home

In the rusted town, a nostalgic wind blows
Turns into tailwind, and pushes my back

Until your tears dry, put away your resignation in my chest, STOP!
There's no GOAL; there's no turning back
An endless, driving sprint that cuts through the wind

LET'S RETURN THOSE BITTER DAYS, won't you try opening it?
The PANDORA'S box that imprisoned your dream

Whether you begin first or last, if the game piece advances then everything's OK!
It's okay to rest; I know it
The PROCESS up to here; that's your proof

Raise your right hand and left hand and slash apart the darkness, GO