On this day where I feel like I want to break something Today, please… Ernest There are people who oppose “uncool” things with all their might And there are people who trivially throw things away, saying they’re “boring” It seems stupid, but It’s pretty awkward, but No matter what is said I won't change my stance I averted my eyes, but I kept my face calm, but Just what is it that I gained by doing so? “Today” is always really just “now” Since no time identical to this will ever come again At some point an end to “tomorrow” should come How would it feel to have no regrets? My goal is to always be able to stick my chest out with pride With all your might Run, run, run I'll make sure I see it through I'm not worried about anything On my own I'm nobody It doesn’t matter how far Just run, run, run

Look to the past Nobody can steal that away On my own I’ll cut through it all There are people who insist that “it’s nothing” as if their lives depend on it And there are people who will pass things off at once, saying “either way works” No matter what I become It won’t mean anything, but the idea is that it really doesn’t matter Beyond this, I’m sure Far more than now A whole new landscape awaits me I protect my minuscule sense of pride Somehow I became afraid of being “serious”, and yet How much longer can I pretend that everything’s fine? I really don’t want to keep doing that It’s reckless but am I just going to keep on swallowing my words? I heard them Their dry, laughing voices But I understood All of their eyes really resembled the way mine look all the time If I could somehow give you wings like diamonds, I…

With all your might Move forward, move forward, move forward Dash ahead, there’s nothing that you have to be embarrassed about On my own I'm nobody Without any doubts Move forward, move forward, move forward The future is right there Coming into sight, little by little On my own I found it Now's the time Go Run, run, run Break through the wall Throw off your shell On your own You're nobody With your own feet Cross it, cross it, cross it Into a new world I’m sure you can get there on your own Pursuing you Once again I get a little bit faster Ernest