模倣犯

Japanese alternative rock, dark indie rock, indie rock (noir), fuzzed electric guitars

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V5.5

誰だって、青い時があったから、今の自分がある。
そしてきっと、あの頃の続きを今も生きている。

Everyone had their blue days once.
That's how we became who we are today.
And somehow, we're still living the unfinished days we left behind.

---
模倣犯

[Verse 1]
放課後はいつも楽器握って
誰かを真似たアルペジオ弾いて
憧れの影をなぞってるだけで
指先が少し痛くなって

中古のエフェクター繋いで
借り物みたいなノイズ出して
僕の音なんて見つからなくて
窓の外だけ暗くなって

[Chorus 1]
借りてきたこのコード進行で
ツギハギだらけのこの声で
見てくれだけのこの物語で
「君のことが」とか叫んじゃって

聞き飽きたよな言葉ばかりで
誰かが描いた夢ばかりで
結局何も分からなくて
僕のものだと勘違いして

[Instrumental Break]

[Bridge]
誰かの言葉のリフレインで
今日も息を繋いでいて
僕の言葉は何処にある？って
問いだけが鳴り続けて

[Chorus 2]
何処かで聴いたコード進行で
誰かに似せたこの声で
雰囲気だけのこの物語で
「朝は来るさ」とか叫んじゃって

本当は何も持ってなくて
誰かの残響ばかり追って
結局は空っぽのままで
飲み込めないまま立ち尽くして

[Instrumental Break]

[Final chorus]
誰かみたいには なれなくて
僕自身にさえ なれなくて
模倣犯にすら なれなくて
それでも明日を描こうとして

[Outro]
今でも僕は藻掻いたままで

---
Imitator

[Verse 1]
After school I always held my guitar
Playing arpeggios borrowed from someone else
Just tracing the shadows of admiration
Till the tips of my fingers started to ache

Plugging into a secondhand effect pedal
Making noises that never felt like mine
I couldn't find a sound I could call my own
While the sky outside slowly turned dark

[Chorus 1]
With this borrowed chord progression
With this patched-up voice of mine
In this story built on appearances
I keep shouting things like "I love you"

Nothing but words I've heard too many times
Nothing but dreams somebody else designed
In the end I still don't understand a thing
Mistaking them for something that was mine

[Instrumental Break]

[Bridge]
Living on the refrain of someone else's words
Just trying to make it through another day
Where are the words that belong to me?
Only the question keeps ringing on

[Chorus 2]
With a chord progression I've heard somewhere before
With a voice shaped to sound like someone else
In this story made of atmosphere alone
I keep shouting things like "The sun will rise"

Truth is I never had anything at all
Just chasing after someone else's echoes
Remaining hollow in the end
Standing still with feelings I can't swallow

[Instrumental Break]

[Final Chorus]
I could never become somebody else
I couldn't even become myself
Couldn't even become an imitator
Still trying to sketch tomorrow somehow

[Outro]
And even now I'm still struggling on

2203/7500

誰だって、青い時があったから、今の自分がある。そしてきっと、あの頃の続きを今も生きている。 Everyone had their blue days once. That's how we became who we are today. And somehow, we're still living the unfinished days we left behind. --- 模倣犯 [Verse 1] 放課後はいつも楽器握って誰かを真似たアルペジオ弾いて憧れの影をなぞってるだけで指先が少し痛くなって中古のエフェクター繋いで借り物みたいなノイズ出して僕の音なんて見つからなくて窓の外だけ暗くなって [Chorus 1] 借りてきたこのコード進行でツギハギだらけのこの声で見てくれだけのこの物語で「君のことが」とか叫んじゃって聞き飽きたよな言葉ばかりで誰かが描いた夢ばかりで結局何も分からなくて僕のものだと勘違いして [Instrumental Break] [Bridge] 誰かの言葉のリフレインで今日も息を繋いでいて僕の言葉は何処にある？って問いだけが鳴り続けて [Chorus 2] 何処かで聴いたコード進行で誰かに似せたこの声で雰囲気だけのこの物語で「朝は来るさ」とか叫んじゃって本当は何も持ってなくて誰かの残響ばかり追って結局は空っぽのままで飲み込めないまま立ち尽くして [Instrumental Break] [Final chorus] 誰かみたいにはなれなくて僕自身にさえなれなくて模倣犯にすらなれなくてそれでも明日を描こうとして [Outro] 今でも僕は藻掻いたままで --- Imitator [Verse 1] After school I always held my guitar Playing arpeggios borrowed from someone else Just tracing the shadows of admiration Till the tips of my fingers started to ache Plugging into a secondhand effect pedal Making noises that never felt like mine I couldn't find a sound I could call my own While the sky outside slowly turned dark [Chorus 1] With this borrowed chord progression With this patched-up voice of mine In this story built on appearances I keep shouting things like "I love you" Nothing but words I've heard too many times Nothing but dreams somebody else designed In the end I still don't understand a thing Mistaking them for something that was mine [Instrumental Break] [Bridge] Living on the refrain of someone else's words Just trying to make it through another day Where are the words that belong to me? Only the question keeps ringing on [Chorus 2] With a chord progression I've heard somewhere before With a voice shaped to sound like someone else In this story made of atmosphere alone I keep shouting things like "The sun will rise" Truth is I never had anything at all Just chasing after someone else's echoes Remaining hollow in the end Standing still with feelings I can't swallow [Instrumental Break] [Final Chorus] I could never become somebody else I couldn't even become myself Couldn't even become an imitator Still trying to sketch tomorrow somehow [Outro] And even now I'm still struggling on

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