Same Missing Rhythm

[Verse 1] 七月の名前だけ 舌にのこる metal taste 笑った声はあるのに 顔の輪郭だけ曇る I count the hours wrong because my hands remember first 畳の熱、汗の言い訳 it all comes back in a crowd 冷えたグラスみたいに 誰かの夜を持っていた でも順番が違うと same story turns to dust [Chorus] I try to rebuild it one wrong piece at a time I try to rebuild it and the shape says no あの夏をもう一度 呼ぶたび、ずれる I try to rebuild it with a broken map [Verse 2] あのとき君が言った "that’s not how it was" その声が正しいほど 僕の記憶は軽くなる Bank cards, train doors, wet shirts small things act like witnesses but they lean, then change sides like they never chose a side I keep the bad versions they feel more honest somehow きれいな話ほど 手にのらない [Chorus] I try to rebuild it one wrong piece at a time I try to rebuild it and the shape says no あの夏をもう一度 呼ぶたび、ずれる I try to rebuild it with a broken map [Bridge] Maybe it was never one thing just borrowed heat, borrowed names 君の目を見た日は I learned how memory edits Not a ruin, not a ghost just a file with bent corners それでも指は探す the same missing rhythm [Chorus] I try to rebuild it one wrong piece at a time I try to rebuild it and the shape says no あの夏をもう一度 呼ぶたび、ずれる I try to rebuild it with a broken map