無骨onsalary – 繋がリー世 歌詞 ( Lyrics)

出る杭は「打たれる」なんて昔の話
今は「抜かれる」
それはまるで親知らず
「痛い」ってだけでほら嫌う
糸に必ず限りあるように
独りにしてほしい時も多い
だから鍵かける玄関
暇もなく繋がり合う電波

六畳一間が雑踏
孤独になれない環境
開くiPhone　見るかストーリー
部屋ン中　他人が素通り
してるような感覚　頭錯乱
人叩くバカ感情はアンジャッシュ
電源ぶっちぎった正午
だがすぐに手元、スマホが「どうもｗ」

おい、オレにいいねをよこせ
オレにいいねをよこせ
どれがイケてる？どれが盛れてる？
いいねいいねいいねいいね
おい、オレにフォロワーをよこせ
オレの生活をみんな見てくれ
1個じゃ足りねェサブ垢作って
サイコーいいね気にしてく人生

中学の頃にスマホゲット
そっから常に空にならんポケット
そこに違和感感じたから
映えねェ部屋独り詩を製造
けど結局やめらんねェ
まだ抗ってる毎日
だがバカげたあの頃戻りたくねェな
いいねの奴隷、思い返せば
あん時友達といても齧ったスクリーン
気にした写真写り
「会ってる時間？大切にしないｗ
だってどーせ後でLINEするしｗ」
久しく樊籠の裏に在るも
復た自然に反るを得た
明日には消える即席のアート
じゃないストーリー＝足跡で圧倒

この曲で自分を戒める
けどオマエにも刺さる気がしてる
他人事で済ますなよ
まあ耳、塞ぎたくなるか
艱難辛苦に圧し殺されど
自己との対話からは逃げるな
安いポエムで他人にシェアすんな
沈黙こそが人を作るんだ

孤独だからBeReal
自分信じた分がオレらの品になる
インスタントな繋がりはいらねェ
ふやけた麵じゃ腹が満たされねェ
写真映えする観光名所より
カバンの中一冊の名書
それ持って牧場で読書
まさにオレの性に合うロケーション

なあ「時間経つとそこに芽が
"出てくる思い"」こそが"思い出"だ
写真アップして終わりじゃなくて
胸にしまって育てろ
オレもう
ねェんだよいいねや暴露に興味
カスを非表示　やる文字通り
枕頭の書はカミュの『異邦人』
心臓、鼓動、覚悟、自尊心

It's a thing of the past that those who stand out will be "beaten"
Now it's "being surpassed"
That's wisdom teeth.
Just saying "pain" is annoying
There must be an end in the silk
There are also many times when I want you to be alone.
So the locked porch
Radio waves that have no time to communicate with each other

Crowded
An environment that cannot be lonely
Open iPhone to read stories
Everyone else in the room is unarmed.
I feel like I'm doing it. I'm confused
The feeling of flattery is the truest.
At noon when the power supply is interrupted.
But there will be a mobile phone "thank you W" at hand soon.

Hey, give me a compliment
hit the LIKE button for me/ give me the thumbs up
Which one is handsome? Which one is very prosperous?
Like it, like it, like it
Hey, give it to my fans
Look at my life, everyone.
One is not enough. Make some side dishes.
Mental illness is good. A caring life.

Smart phones in junior high school
And pockets that are always empty
Because I felt a sense of disobedience there
A photoless room makes poems by itself.
But I didn't give up in the end.
Every day that you're still fighting.
But it's ridiculous. I really wanted to go back then.
Like slaves, in retrospect.
At that time, even friends would bite the screen.
Care about photos
"The time to meet? Uncherished w
Because I will send a LINE in the future anyway. "
Even if I have lived in a cage for a long time
Get the warp back to nature.
Impromptu art that will disappear tomorrow
Not a story = footprint overwhelming

Use this song to warn yourself
But I think I was stabbed by Ou Ma, too.
Don't use other people's business to solve it
Oops, ears, do you want to plug them?
Go through all kinds of hardships
Don't avoid talking to yourself.
Don't share it with others with cheap POM.
Silence makes a man.

Because of loneliness, BeReal
What we believe will become our things.
No immediate contact is needed.
Dandruff can't fill your stomach.
From the scenic spots where photos were taken as souvenirs.
There is a famous book in the bag.
Take it and study in the pasture.
It is the right position for my personality.

Ah, "as time goes on, it will sprout there."
"； Out of ideas & # 034; "Is&# 034; Memories & # 034; be
Uploading photos is not over.
Keep it in your heart.
I've already
I'm interested in exposure
As the words that hide the dregs show.
The pillow book is the Gentile by Camus.
Heart, beating, consciousness, self-esteem