Ah, I end up clinging so hard to that thing called "perfection" right away
So much so that I get scared of not amounting to anything
I'll never show my tears ever again, ever again, so
I wonder if my heart has gone drier than it was yesterday?
My heart tells me “Those tears are
Yours and yours alone;" that's why…
Even if I get hurt by those words of yours
I am who I am, so I’ll never ever be lost
I’m sure I’ll never be protected again; however
I’ve got everything I want to protect, so I’m not worried
There’s nothing I’m scared of
I’ll never feel afraid
There’s nothing I’m scared of
I’ll never feel afraid
The proof of existence that everybody wants
Being special, or individuality; I have no need of such things
I’ll just sing out the answers to my anguish
I'll never show my tears ever again, ever again, so
I wonder if I’ll be laughing more tomorrow than I was yesterday?
My heart tells me “Tomorrow is
Yours and yours alone;" that's why…
Even if I get hurt by those words of yours
I am who I am, so I’ll never ever be lost
I’m sure I’ll never be protected again; however
I’ve got everything I want to protect, so I’m not worried
There’s nothing I’m scared of
I’ll never feel afraid
There’s nothing I’m scared of
I’ll never feel afraid
One, two!