Flamingo by Dazbee & Katagi

 

I like this song. 

Plucking strings in the dusk
Drenched in sorrow, under flower-blurred skies
In this withered town, cold and curt,
I sniffle with a vacant grin

This petty muddy brawl—no one’s laughing
A crimson hairpin adorns
My wretched rival in love
I long to touch those velvet eyes,
Yet chilled by your faint smile

You’re a flamingo—flimsy, faltering
So vivid, flamingo—fluttering, faltering
You dance, sway, and smirk as you drift away, never to return
Leaving behind only loneliness and envy
“Thanks for your patronage”—next time, treat me with more care

A fleeting audience—thank you kindly
Soaring blindly, slipping off the edge
Empty threats hummed carelessly
Panic and rashness—what a fool I’ve been

All I want is to hear that lovely voice
The hush money I scraped together
Attracts a swarm of daytime vultures
On this silly little stage,
If only you could shine—that would be enough

You’re a flamingo—flimsy, faltering
So vivid, flamingo—fluttering, faltering
With a bashful grin, you float and vanish—so long, then
Come on, don’t do this—can we just talk it out?
Damn it, don’t spit words you can’t swallow

Beaten by icy rain, I sniffle again
In my right hand: a cat toy (like I’m playing a fool)
You can’t fool me with tricks like this anymore
Wandering between the cracks, for eternity

I make my plea to the judge of hell
“Please, let me claim that girl.”
A drunken papier-mâché tale,
I’ll keep acting till I die

You’re a flamingo—flimsy, faltering
So vivid, flamingo—fluttering, faltering
Dancing, laughing, and gone—you won’t return
Leaving only jealousy behind
“Thanks again”—next time, cherish me better

Plucking strings in the dusk
Under flower-blurred skies
In this withered town, cold and curt—
Still I grin, empty and slow