
恋する脳髄標本
Experimental Rock, Nu-Metal, Reggae Fusion, Alternative Pop, Baritone with High Screaming, Versatile, Intense, Dramatic, Aggressive, Playful, Dark, Chaotic, Satirical, Heavy Guitars, Electronic Beats,

恋する脳髄標本
Experimental Rock, Nu-Metal, Reggae Fusion, Alternative Pop, Baritone with High Screaming, Versatile, Intense, Dramatic, Aggressive, Playful, Dark, Chaotic, Satirical, Heavy Guitars, Electronic Beats,
Lyrics
Lyric|English translation is below.
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ホルマリンの青い海
ぷかぷか浮かんで恋してる
ガラス瓶の密室で
君だけを想い続けてる
「あの子に会いたい」と叫んでも
気泡になって消えてゆく
視神経は取り去られても
君のことだけ見えている
脳髄標本 恋に狂えば
ぐるぐる回る 海馬のダンス
灰白質も桃色染まって
シナプス震えて、あぁ狂おしい
動けないよ僕は脳髄
それでも夢見る甘いデート
脳髄だけど、恋をするよ
だって君に恋してるから
あの夜、君の脳波に触れた
電極越しのキスだった
前頭葉に走った衝撃
君と溶け合いたかったんだ
脳髄標本 ホルマリン漬けの
僕の恋は終わらない
迷走神経、絡まり合えば
脈打つ愛は止まらない
「君の扁桃体になりたい」
感情だけの恋は嫌だよ
小脳震わせ、告白するよ
「君の頭蓋に住みたいな」
脳髄標本、愛しているよ
瓶の中でも恋をするんだ
どろどろ溶けて消え去る日まで
君だけ想って泡を吐く
脳髄標本 恋する標本
君に恋する脳髄標本
愛は標本 脳髄標本
狂ってるほど純情さ
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Lyric|English translation
In formalin’s blue ocean,
I float—adrift, in love.
Inside this glass-sealed chamber,
I think of you, and only you.
Even if I scream, “I want to see her!”
The cry vanishes—just bubbles rising.
Though my optic nerves are gone,
Only you remain in my sight.
A brain in love—gone mad—
Hippocampus spinning in a dizzying dance.
My gray matter tinged in shades of pink,
Synapses trembling—ah, how maddening.
I cannot move—I'm just a brain,
Yet I still dream of sweet dates.
Yes, I'm a brain—but I can still fall in love,
Because I’m in love with you.
That night, I touched your brainwaves—
A kiss exchanged through electrodes.
A jolt raced through my frontal lobe—
I wanted to melt into you.
Preserved in formalin—this brain of mine—
Yet this love will never end.
Our vagus nerves, entwined—
This pulsing love won’t stop.
“I want to be your amygdala,”
But not a love ruled by emotion alone.
My cerebellum quivers with this confession:
“I want to live inside your skull.”
A specimen in love—I truly love you.
Even in a jar, love can bloom.
Until I melt into nothing, dissolve away,
I’ll think of only you—and bubble my thoughts.
A brain in love—specimen of affection,
This brain that loves you, and only you.
Love preserved—a brain in love,
Madness made pure by devotion.
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©Burst-Anna
