Sinnerman Iconoclast: Against the World in the Palm of My Hands.

I believe your promise

It is too hard to give me courage

Always I feel it the precious time seeing you

Stood on that corner

I felt the winds that were heading for tomorrow

The city’s lights were like stardust

It wraps the two people together

But each of them have a different shine

Your laughing is the brightest to me

You are like a shining star

At times like a lonely bird

We can go through the darkness of the night

In the cracks of the block

The times it looks like it is about to flow away

Do not forget that you are not alone

Uniqueness

Even if we think about it, it has no meaning

Because whenever it is, you are always yourself

Even if your pockets empty

The most important thing is in your left chest

A dream is like a shooting star

Like a rainbow when the rain stops

It brings light into my heart

Things I continue to be troubled by

All are solved with one answer

I will not lie

I wonder what is correct

I wonder what is not correct

During those times, raise your hands to the sky

Raise both your hands higher into the air

Higher and higher, hopefully, you can grasp it

Your limitless future

Time is like a shooting star

It shines for a long time

It will come by strongly again

Today, which will never come twice

I will not give up

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