Our time together, so covered in patchwork, Shall we soon put an end to it? Cutting this thread to shreds, it’ll scatter about in multiple colors Hey, you see, those words from back then, that useless time we piled up together, and just by tearing this thread to shreds, its uneven. It’s laughable, right? tick tack tick tack Let’s draw a circle, ding dong ding dong and play tick tack tick tack Connecting & releasing, ding dong ding dong I’ll see you later. The frayed thread whispers You, I’d really rather you just stop existing. If it continues unchanged like this, it probably surely, surely won’t be that way. It’ll just get a little trivial. Hey, can I, can I throw it all away? If it continues unchanged like this, maybe I’ll keep on liking you I wonder if it’ll hurt, just a little. . .