Motto. (More.)
Mao Abe
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I’m tired of this place.
I’m tired of your words.
I'm tired of your lying.
I don’t want to forcibly smile any more

If you just apathetically think “Oh well,” you won’t be able to see
Feigning ignorance of yourself is easy but aren’t you different?

I don’t want to get accustomed to being deceiving so
I’m forever going to continue impatiently singing
There isn’t a single good thing about pushing yourself too hard so
Being awkward is fine; Continue to show yourself more often

Purifying words and words like “I was in my 30s☆” that expose you
Are ways of living you’ve wrung out, yes, they’re ways for you to be you

If you get washed away and grow tired in this world of those that tend compare, come back here
Do you mean the thing you want to be is someone other than you?

Even just by living everyone is magnificent yet
you’re tormenting yourself with those color-tinted glasses
Overreaching and creating something is not who you are so
isn’t being honest good enough? Show your true face more often

Even if you cry from having words exposed that may break your heart
Don’t forget that there are even those thinking and singing for you
Put this world that loves the honor student aside. If you are yourself, that’s enough
Just by being there and taking a breath, just doing that is enough

I don’t want to get accustomed to being deceiving so
I’m forever going to continue impatiently singing
There isn’t a single good thing about pushing yourself too hard so
Being awkward is fine; Show your true face more often

Show people what you’ve got more often