【メディアノーチェ】ずっと真夜中でいいのに。の歌詞で英語学習

midnight
under midnight

It’s safer staying inside the circle
I didn’t have to be seen as strange
I polished my skill at blending in
First loop, ending cleared
Being a convenient existence
is somehow wildly popular, right? Sparrows

Even lies start to sound like the truth
A battle of mutual deception
There’s no substitute for the charger I lent you
Even after shedding my skin, I’m still low on power
Blinded by a warped sense of justice

Who have you been fighting all this time?
Crying out, just as I was born
If only I could live that way, even just my outer self
Long ago, my heart’s bow and arrows were already scorched
I thought they’d burn forever
If I could shoot them far away, anywhere would do
Lying in wait on a dull night

midnight
under midnight

There’s no way I can scrub off the stain myself
I tear and devour the shell from the inside out
Protecting myself, yet turning blades on others
Calling that “a survival strategy”
is just a poor excuse for words
I’ll carve that into my chest
Even the chains look transparent now
Ah, this noisy chain-reaction of reincarnation
If I’ve long since lost my purpose
there’s no need to be afraid anymore
I’ll try driving away death as if I had truly lived

Who have you been fighting all this time?
Crying out, just as I was born
If only I could live that way, even just my outer self
Long ago, my heart’s bow and arrows were already scorched
I thought they’d burn forever
If I could shoot them far away, anywhere would do
Lying in wait on a dull night

No matter how you boil it or grill it, it’s inedible
This parade of true feelings, a hundred demons marching
Those who get in the way will never be forgiven
Awake or asleep, Santa Compaña
A grudge-filled “to da break down”
Who do you think you are, “playing dumb”?
Only the blood is raging

It’s surely the worst, yet I feel like I gained something
Crying out, just as I was born
I wanted to live, even just my outer self
Long ago, my heart’s bow and arrows were already scorched
I thought they’d burn forever
If I could shoot them far away, anywhere would do
Lying in wait on a night no one knows

What am I, anyway?
Ah, ah, ah
Where am I walking toward in the end?
Putting on a show of conscience
Day after day, my ribs keep shattering
A tangled mess of mischief
I still haven’t returned to the soil yet