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藍 (Live)

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藍 (Live) appears on CHOCOLATE LIVE3 or a related official release. Entries are version-specific, keeping live, remix, and rearranged recordings separate from the original.

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Lyrics

Where and who created this thing called 'love'? It's so complicated, isn't it.
Where should emotions be directed? Quietly tell me.
Even birds can fly through the vast sky without getting lost,
Where on earth are we heading?

The success rate of love is terrible, it never works out,
And yet I still fall in love—it makes me sick.
Please disappear—if it's like this, let my existence itself vanish.
How long has it been since I started thinking that?
I wonder when I'll see you next week?

If it's true that the person you're meant to love is fated,
Then I should just accept everything that comes into my sight.
I know, I know.
Because I'm not the kind of person who can walk down the middle of a main street,
I usually live looking down at my feet.

The biggest problem is that, in the current state, it's a hopeless relationship.
On top of that, I want to see you—it makes me sick.
Please disappear—if it's like this, let my existence itself vanish.
How long has it been since I started thinking that?

Where on earth are we heading?

The success rate of love is terrible, it never works out,
And yet I still fall in love—it makes me sick.
Please disappear—if it's like this, let my existence itself vanish.
How long has it been since I started thinking that?
The biggest problem is that, in the current state, it's a hopeless relationship.
On top of that, I want to see you—it makes me sick.
Please disappear—if it's like this, erase my existence itself.
I wonder when I'll see you next week?
Hey, when can we meet?

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