nothing to lose

nothing to lose

X JAPAN - WEEK END - [PV]

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YOSHIKI - Drums & piano TOSHI - Lead vocal hide - Lead guitar & back vocal PATA - Guitar TAIJI - Bass FOREVER X!!! I hear a knock on the door 激しくせまる 失いかけた意識のなかで おまえがささやく 追いつめられた 心溶かす 鈍色の肖像 切り刻まれた記憶を 映しだす 咲き乱れた hateful black heart 心にせまる 研ぎ澄まされた transient feeling 人波の中 ヒステリックに ざわめく風に 止まらない涙を 胸に抱きしめ 孤独を色どる I've nothing to lose… except your heart. (Love me till the end.) 手首を流れる血をおまえの体に 絡みつけると一瞬のうちによみがえる記憶に視界を 閉ざされ 笑いながら逃げてゆくおまえの姿を 見つめる傷ついた俺が立ってる Week End Week End Week End Week End I'm at my wits end I've nothing to lose… except your heart. (Love me till the end.) (No way out!) I hear a knock on the door 激しくせまる 失いかけた意識のなかで おまえがささやく 冷たい指先のばし 傷口に口づけ 赤く染まった凶気を抱きしめる 鏡を見つめながらふるえる体に 流れはじめた透き通る血を青白いおまえの心に 絡ませ 幻覚に消えて行く最後の涙を 拾い集めて血の海にまどろむ Week End Week End Week End Week End I'm at my wits end Week End I still love you Week End But I cannot carry on 手首を流れる血をおまえの体に 絡みつけると一瞬のうちに更みがえる記憶に視界を 閉ざされ笑いながら逃げていくおまえの姿を 見つめる傷ついたオレが立ってる Week End Week End Week End Week End I'm at my wits end *** English translation I hear a knock on the door, it’s violently drawing near. Within my lost, broken consciousness, you whisper. You cornered my melted heart. A monochrome portrait projects my mangled memories. A hateful black heart bloomed; it’s drawing near to my own. I sharpened my transient feelings among the crowds. The hysteric, noisy wind won’t stop my tears. I hug my chest, colored by loneliness. I've nothing to lose… except your heart. (Love me till the end.) Your body’s blood flows down from your wrist. The memories are revived in an instant, coiling themselves around me. I run from the shape of you laughing, shutting you away. Staring, wounded, I will rise. Weekend! Weekend! Weekend! Weekend, I'm at my wits end! I've nothing to lose… except your heart. (Love me till the end.) (No way out!) I hear a knock on the door; it’s violently drawing near. Within my lost, broken consciousness, you whisper. Your cold fingertips extend, as you kiss my wounds. I will embrace the evil that dyed us red. My body trembles as I gaze into the mirror. Transparent blood has begun to flow in your pale heart. My final tears vanish in the hallucinations twining around me, and I go to sleep in a sea of blood. Weekend! Weekend! Weekend! Weekend, I'm at my wits end! Weekend… I still love you. Weekend… But I cannot carry on. Your body’s blood flows down form your wrist. The memories change in an instant, coiling themselves around me. I run from the shape of you laughing, shutting you away. Staring, wounded, I will rise. Weekend! Weekend! Weekend! Weekend, I'm at my wits end!