「生きるって、世界の片隅で燃えてみせることだ。」 「この焔は、誰かのいいねよりも、私の呼吸で輝く。」 スマホを通してしか“青春”を燃やせない時代。 投稿・通知・承認欲求・比較・トレンド…… 全部「世界が燃えるほど熱く、でも一瞬で消える」SNS的青春。 でも、誰かの“いいね”が本音でなくても、 この社会を「燃焼」できるのは、まだ生きてる証。 つまり—— 「バズるより、生き残れ。」 [lyrics] 焦げついた夢の街で I'm still alive 硝子の夜が僕らを映す 笑え 泣け その熱で 何を焼く？ 青春世界燃焼社会 今、点火せよ 手のひらの中 世界が回る 誰かの声が 空を染めてく 「正しさ」だけが 流行になる夜 沈黙までも 評価されてく 青い残光に 目を細めて スクロールの海で息をしてる でもこの瞬間（とき）を 生き抜く熱が 数字なんかじゃ測れない 真夜中の交差点で 声にならない想いが燃える 映らなくていい 届けばいい 透明な祈りを鳴らせ 世界が燃えてる 僕らのリズムで 光速の鼓動で 夜を蹴れ 曖昧な生き方と 美しいと言えるように 燃えろ 燃えろ 僕らの証 まぶたの裏で すれ違う夢 誰かの“いいね”が 風に消えてく 比べすぎて 焦げついた心を まだ誰も知らない色で染めたい 孤独と自由の境界で 呼吸するように叫ぶ 他人（ひと）の照明はいらない この熱だけで照らすから 世界が笑っても 構わないよ 矛盾ごと抱きしめて 生きてやれ 灰になる瞬間が いちばん綺麗だと 知ってるから 燃え尽きろ ーーーーーーーーーーーーーーーーーーーーーーーーーーーーー 青春SNS、世界燃焼社会 誰もが同じ光を探してる それでも 僕は僕の焔で 夜を塗り替えていく 風が連れてく 誰かの夢の灰 それでも僕は 歌を置いていく 孤独な夜に 君を見つけたら もう一度だけ 燃えてみよう 焦げついた未来を 照明に変えて 涙の粒さえ 星座に変えて 青春はまだ 燃え残ってる 社会ごと 燃やせ 青春世界燃焼社会 世界ごと 照らせ 青春世界燃焼社会 ＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝ Title: A World Where Youth Burns "To live is to burn in a corner of the world." "This flame shines more with my own breath than with someone else's approval." We live in an age where youth can only be fueled through smartphones. Posting, notifications, the desire for approval, comparisons, trends... All of this is social media youth, "heated enough to see the world, but vanishing in an instant." Even so, even if someone's "like" isn't genuine, the fact that we can still "ignite" this society is proof that we're still alive. In other words... "Rather than going viral, be more reserved." [lyrics] In this burnt city of dreams, I'm still alive. The glass night reflects us. Laugh, cry. What will you burn with that heat? Ignite the youthful world of society now. The world spins in the palm of your hand. Someone's voice colors the sky. In a night when only "righteousness" is fashionable. Even silence is valued. Squinting at the blue afterglow. Breathing in a sea of scrolls. But the passion that keeps me alive in this moment cannot be measured by numbers. At a midnight intersection, silent feelings burn. It doesn't have to be captured, I just want it to reach you. Sound out your transparent prayer. The world is burning with our rhythm. Kick off the night with a heartbeat at the speed of light. So that we can call our ambiguous ways of life beautiful. Burn, burn, our proof. Dreams pass each other behind our eyelids. Someone's "like" fades away in the wind. I want to paint my heart, burned by overcomparison, with a color no one has yet discovered. Breathing on the border between loneliness and freedom. I scream as if I'm burning. I don't need other people's lights. I'll light you up with just this heat. It doesn't matter if the world laughs. Embrace all your contradictions and live your life. The moment you turn to ashes is the most beautiful. I know, so burn out. --- Youth on social media, a burning world. Everyone is searching for the same light. But even so, I will repaint the night with my own flame. The wind carries the ashes of someone's dream. But even so, I will leave a song behind. If I find you on a lonely night, I'll burn just one more time. Turn my scorched future into light. Turn even my teardrops into constellations. Youth still burns. Burn the whole society. Youth, a burning world. Light up the whole world. Youth, a burning world.
