The algorithm of a new color
My prism projecting my inner self
Unfolding infinity, this feeling is violet
It ripples like a breath

A view like a reflected maze

Not bad, the feeling of imperfection
Asymmetrical lines are beautiful
Let's take a silhouette like a mirage of subtle light
Stretching out into the distance
(Oh, no) The end of my gaze is always odd

Let's make something out of nothing (Nothing, nothing, nothing)
Let's make something super beautiful (Beautiful)
Let's take this heart that led me the moment I awoke — it shines
The end of my gaze is always odd

Within the pages of my past
The spilled paint's draw
A special shape of heart — indescribable
An emotion without a name

An unrealistic scene blows

Not bad, the feeling of imperfection
Asymmetrical lines are beautiful
Let's take a silhouette like a mirage of subtle light
Stretching out into the distance

Let's make something out of nothing (Nothing, nothing, nothing)
Let's make something super beautiful (Beautiful)
Let's take this heart that led me the moment I awoke — it shines
(Oh, no) The end of my gaze is always odd

Blooming, my jamais vu (Mm)
A unfamiliar feeling piercing through (Mm)
These dazzling senses
Right before my eyes

Bright wave — a dazzling unknown
A free vibe, wonderful
That's great — in the landscape that my tingling, fluttering toes open up
The gaze that reaches me is odd

Let's make something out of nothing (Ooh)
Let's make something super beautiful (Beautiful; Super beautiful)
Let's take a silhouette like a mirage of subtle light
Stretching out into the distance (Oh)

The end of my gaze is always odd