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Crime and Punishment
Yamate Street stings my cheeks in the morning
I throw away an empty pack of cigarettes
Nowadays there's no more room to walk in my tiny room
Which sweetens the loneliness
Don't love the disturbing shrieks
Don't look at the future
Live in the moment, that's the only sure thing
Call out my name properly
Touch my body, that's all I really need
I love you, but I'm crying alone and walking down the road at night feels pointless
The cheap fluorescent light of the ticket gate doesn't even cast your shadow
That distant and uncertain day
Smells like Seven Stars¹
The smell takes me back to that time of the year
The very thing I wanted goes well beyond contradiction
Even your beloved voice
Guess I must've made it hoarse
The silence is broken; a German car, a patrol car
Sirens, roaring, the real world, a certain floating
Don't love the disturbing shrieks
Don't look at the future
Live in the moment, that's the only sure thing
Call out my name properly
Touch my body, that's all I really need
Don't love the disturbing shrieks
Don't look at the future
Live in the moment, that's the only sure thing
Call out my name properly
Touch my body, that's all I really need
Yamate Street stings my cheeks in the morning
I throw away an empty pack of cigarettes
Nowadays there's no more room to walk in my tiny room
Which sweetens the loneliness
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¹ A type of cigarettes.