Sour - Boys Age

Composed by：Kaz/Takamasa Kobayashi

Sometimes I feel the enigmatic something from inside of my ribs

It oozing from the center of my heart

It dissolved me as thin acid

Like salty like sour or

It might be bitter

I have sour behind my eyes

Painful painful painful

Someone help me from this agony

But nobody can help me

So I continue to resist it

I have no choice but to do so

I continue to resist it until dirty little pottery is broken

The feeling as to began to rot from the toes

It's badly sad feeling but I don't know what

Severe pain is not there anymore

But I'm very painful for some reason

Like salty like sour or

It might be bitter

I have hard sour behind my ribs

So I continue to resist it

I have no choice but to do so

I continue to resist it until dirty little pottery is broken

So I continue to resist it

I have no choice but to do so

I continue to resist it until dirty little pottery is broken