Spare Key (Aikagi)

Ingles

Our habit of cutting our nails from the littlest finger　　

The deep intervals between our breathing when we sleep
and even the speed at which we're changing our favourite colours　　

We're　　

Becoming alike recently

If we lose sight of the significance of time　　

It's easy even to intentionally pass each other by

the spare key deep within my chest　　

Is rusty before I knew it
Days of leaving from the same door　　

To each knock on different doors
when we ask about settling this once and for all　　

The resulting answer　　

Is the same as always
Untrusting of horoscopes too　　

The two of us cowards will surely

go on hiding　　

From now on

If it's an adults' rule　　

It's becoming like the ALCOHOL I thought I couldn't handle

the cheap CHOKER that was our first matching item　　

Tightens my chest

The fact that we forced sleepless nights on ourselves is undeniable;
Is that kindness? Lies were spewed in proportion to the record of incoming messages
This cooled room, where the ticking of the unstoppable second hand echoes emptily,
Is a little too large for one person, so we take that as a reason to

Dream on, back to back