I’m imagining a future without exception and, just as planned, smashing through pointlessness
It’s a theory that makes sense
With no objections, I’m facing forward and, with no worries, etching the index into my mind
It’s a firmly grounded category
It’s no big hassle, after all, to refine my ideals and omit my unplanned discrepancies
It’s logic let loose on my body
With no objections, I’m harboring anxiety and comparing our respective compliances
It’s rationality with its head in the clouds
Did the status quo in which I clung to what’s logical, saw through to the heart of things, and was reduced to theory
Disappear likе bubbles in water, both route and dеstination?
Now, even if I searched for the answer, searched for the answer, and only had my eye on what’s ahead of me
This weakness creeping in the dark is gnawing away at my heart
But even now, I can prove I exist! I declare that I live! I hold my dreams aloft, each and every 1, 1, 1
Somehow or other, unravel the meaning of living in a labyrinth
That doesn’t even have exits
Like I said, I’m walking around crossroads with no right answer and loathing what I didn’t plan for
It’s uncharted territory
No objections? I’m refusing my hopes because they’re irrelevant by now, turning to fractions
It’s a truth that will utterly trounce me
Did I mess up somewhere, in the route I took or the way I lived
At that disastrous scene I finally reached after much reckless struggling and wandering?
Now, even if I searched for the answer, searched for the answer, and wished with all my heart
This weakness lurking in the dark is gnawing at my heart
But even now, I can elucidate my doubts! I affirm that I live! I can’t send out an SOS
Tell me the meaning of drifting without taking a breather, and living through the morning
Now, assuming I searched for the answer, searched for the answer, and my tears shriveled up
This weakness gnawing at my heart goes hand-in-hand with pain
But even now, I can prove I exist! I declare that I live! I hold my hands aloft in a picture, and count 1, 1, 1
I want you to tell me the significance of facing the morning in a labyrinth
With no right answers, and the meaning of racing into the present
And the meaning of living here and now...