Death Wish Season The sakura are blooming, a spring wind blows Stuck inside the sakura, inside self-destruction A holy voice, if the melody plays, Find me right now Hey, that’s right. Even having given up, Somehow, we’re easily able to live a little Hey, that’s right. In this season, I go out, but My radio cassette won’t play I’m sick of missing the bus At eight o’ clock, too late for my appointment, I watch Mezameshi TV Because now, even if I eat the apples of wisdom, it’s too late Right now, right now, let’s go somewhere Hey, that’s right. Even having given up, Somehow, we’re easily able to live a little My radio cassette won’t play I want to hurry up and die, I want to hurry up and die It’s that kind of death wish season. I want to hurry up and die, I want to Hey, that’s right, even having given up, somehow, we’re easily able to live a little Hey, that’s right, in this season I go out, but my radio cassette won’t play I want to hurry up and die It’s that kind of death wish season. shinjukueki.wordpress.com/2014/10/21/死にたい季節/