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(Music/Illust: GHOST)
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(Vocals: Gumi English & Yohioloid)
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(Those Who Carried On)
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Inside their little world,
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they tried to be understood,
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but all that came of it was a mess
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So sort it out in conversations
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Devout apparitions
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would say they're horrid nonetheless
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Once more, their heads are caving in
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There's a window that jarred on their
conscience
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Once more, they're left remembering
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To the people who picked up their
arms and legs
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And carried on
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They pulled apart their own
ego at the seams,
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and spilled their organs everywhere
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Caught in polarized degrees,
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they may decay again, so beware
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These are people too backwards to die out
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They may never escape from the rise, now
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They may never come back
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Crumbling still,
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their little world rebuilt
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what couldn't be endured
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Now, there's nothing left to go to waste
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So sort it out with new perspectives
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Reused and defective,
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they challenged odds face-to-face
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Once more, their head had caved in
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and the past lingered nearby a locked door
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Once more, they had revisited
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something over and over and over again
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and carried on
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So, after all these years,
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they remained a form of art
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'cus they had problems from the start
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Though they acted on a dare,
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there's nothing stopping them, so beware
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These are people too fearless to die out,
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though they'll never escape from the rise
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Now...
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You'd say that things have improved...
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right?
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You'd say that things have improved!
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Right?
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(Subtitles by starryv0idz and
LostPrincess26)
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(Thank you for watching!)