Flowers

[Verse I]:
The weekends of light and dark in the misty midnight,
In dance floor, scream & shout – its human nature, tonight.
Exchange of looks, in the eye, on border of strategy,
Love that bloomed by playing 'round is a fruitless flower...

[Hook]
Ah, ah, a-ah...
I’m not gonna...
Ah, ah, a-ah...
I don't wanna...

[Verse II]:
The sonorous beat, the cheers in my ear,
I'll tell you “mi no nai hana”.
You can see your wish, and your waking dreams,
Do you wanna be my lover?

[Bridge I]:
Against the background of sparking glass,
Countless bubbles rise up in all that fuss.
Disappearance love which it's lit in night,
Upon is broken by the dazzling light.

[Chorus I]:
And even butterfly in truth – spider,
To smell the sweet scent and flavor.
Butterfly pretends spider,
Color cheats hearts, toxic color.

[Post Chorus I]:
Flowers...
It is has a fleeting love.
Flowers...
It is blooms so fishily...

[Verse III]:
Put on a mask, erase yourself,
That’s when human nature comes out.
Dance as your life, as your true self,
Laser tears up darkness...

[Verse IV]:
An ephemeral night is iffy in your veins;
Do you know "mi no nai hana"?
You also smile to girl that surfs the waves of men’s;
Do you wanna be my lover?

[Bridge II]:
Against the background of sparking glass,
Countless bubbles rise up in all that fuss.
The maelstrom of wild cheers right,
Is illuminated by the dazzling light...

[Chorus II]:
And even butterfly in truth – spider,
In the web of sweet words of sobs.
Butterfly pretends spider,
But even pretenders to be caught in a web.

[Post Chorus II]:
Flowers...
Now is flutter mincingly.
Flowers...
It is blooms enticingly.

[Bridge III]:
Being drunk on music, wanna keep swaying, all right?
Don’t stop DJ; keep it like this all night.
I wanna forget all days, what I missed and all lies,
I wanna be unseen and unrestrained kiss...

[Chorus I]:
And even butterfly in truth – spider,
To smell the sweet scent and flavor.
Butterfly pretends spider,
Color cheats hearts, toxic color.

[Post Chorus III]:
Flowers...
It is has a fleeting love.
Flowers...
It is blooms so fishily...
Flowers...
Now is flutter mincingly.
Flowers..
It is blooms enticingly.

[Outro]:
Flowers...


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