Little Glasses Elegy(Since 3yrs － 10yrs) nue ~鵺~さんのcover曲

👓 Do you know the CRT? Up close—twelve inches A shattered vitreous body By the monster’s side, trampoline—bounce, bounce Who are you? I am glasses Somersaults Drowsy moments [ vibraslap surprises]👓 Caught beneath the teacher’s legs Only I remain trapped in the net Hiding that child’s pajamas Shrinking under the cold shower At my smallest My defense spans the largest Yet the wooden doll rules 👓 Always crying Always crying See I made it cry If I became a painter—a bus driver I won’t teach the second verse of the song [ vibraslap surprises] Schemes Plots—first humiliation Mother disguised Broken Hannya mask The misaligned voice changer The whip descends Ignorance flaunted Bound by bodily functions 👓 Trampled dignity Pity, scorn, indifference Handmade gold medal Polished dust and ego A glare A sly smile Parting Shyness / Confession / Emptiness / Flow 👓 Cannot move… Cannot grow… Round flesh Eyeballs creak Twelve-inch curse Crystal thickens River stones Laughing mascots 👓 Quilted skin Fluffy intestines Create Imagine That child’s house Two donuts Curious eyes Showing off / Looking away / Turning back 👓 Boring mass psychology Defeat, tasteless, odorless Distance eternal Gazes infinite Unstable Valkyrie Turn, turn, forward, then back Here is the center The only foothold 👓 Ugly mushroom Delicious meat / Sweet, white, warm Upper-right Ideal form Warning bell Final voice Faint shadow A contrived journey / Garden forest 👓 Cliffside Petty malice Shameless little demons Envy Dark, narrow glass vessels Breaking themselves Pitiful laughter A gentle sister born by another Freckled smiles / Lost in a daze 👓 Blessed drops Rain whip Blurring public and private Thrilling moments Eyeballs creak—the twelve-inch curse A small love elegy 👓 I wrote a letter Was made to read it Throat choked Couldn’t read Everyone laughed Laughed I made it cry… Freckles cried too… 👓 Spring, summer, autumn, winter A new demon appeared A swan with a demon’s face Graceful only beneath the surface The whip descends Mouths closing Unspeakable canary Just glasses 👓 Small With a big-headed frame Boring freedom Abandoned summer Facing it Adults get angry Hot, hot Everyone is hot [ vibraslap surprises] Adults, children Suffocating No exercise Radio Singing—radio is my ally They don’t approve of me standing in line Hey! Adam… where’s Mom? Put me on a plane / Throw me into a hotel [music box with ending] Carving skulls in a freezing room I know… I knew it… Because I was forced to grow up… / [ vibraslap surprises]