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Mono Wo Parapara Kowasu ⁄ Breaking Things Into Pieces
Kikuo
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🇬🇧 English · Original
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Why is it so fun to destroy things? Olé!
Since I became aware, I’ve destroyed a whole bunch of things:
Clocks, teacups, remote controls, building blocks...
Important and precious things are particularly entertaining:
Dolls, puzzles, phones, photos...
Whether they got mad or cried, everyone looked so scared. Still...
Things are so easy to break, and they’ve taken such good care of them
yet they leave them in arm’s reach
I get all weird and find the tension so fun. Silently, I reach out
Parapara
Parapara, Parapara, Parapara
It’s especially fun to break your things
Parapara, Parapara, Parapara
Your valuables are even more fun to break
Things are all in pieces. Close, open...
I can’t have fun if it’s just once
so I fix it, break it, fix it, and break it again
You, too, forget what it originally looked like
I’ve even demolished things crammed full of memories:
Stuffed toys, plastic models, pianos, letters...
I’ve even carefully demolished things full of feelings:
Musical instruments, paintings, pottery, sculptures...
When people put their hopes and feelings in things
Their souls cross over and dwell in them, since they’ll last forever
The more precious things exist, the more souls there are
They breathe fragilely, enjoy life, and are then silently killed
Parapara
Parapara, Parapara, Parapara
I want to keep breaking your soul
Parapara, Parapara, Parapara
I want to erase your living soul
In pieces, in pieces, things end up in pieces
and the moment your soul vanishes...
I’ll fix it, I’ll break it, I’ll fix it and break it
I laugh and you cry
La la la la la...
Still
Parapara, Parapara, Parapara
You followed along. You love me
Parapara, Parapara, Parapara
I love you, who also loves me
Parapara, Parapara, Parapara
Your soul is possessing me now
Parapara, Parapara, Parapara
My soul is possessing you now
Parapara, Parapara, Parapara
I crumble up your precious thing
Parapara, Parapara, Parapara
It feels so good the moment it vanishes
Parapara, Parapara. I destroyed myself, so precious to you
So I fix it and break it and then I can’t fix it. I can never
say sorry to you
Ah