３秒ルール
Melancholic art-pop rock ＆ jazz fusion with fragile female vocals, trembling falsetto, and emotional breathiness. A slow but driving rhythm with muted drums, soft overdriven guitars, shimmering chorus tones, and minimal bass. Floating synth pads like cold watercolor, glitchy ornaments, and distant reverse reverb tails. A sad, introspective atmosphere with a sense of detachment and quiet despair. Chamber pop influences, abstract harmony, unexpected chord colors, and cinematic breaks. The mood is fragile, lonely, and beautifully collapsing. Mix with wide stereo guitars, warm tape compression, vocal doubled whispers, and subtle vinyl noise. For a rainy-night art film vibe.
３秒ルール
Melancholic art-pop rock ＆ jazz fusion with fragile female vocals, trembling falsetto, and emotional breathiness. A slow but driving rhythm with muted drums, soft overdriven guitars, shimmering chorus tones, and minimal bass. Floating synth pads like cold watercolor, glitchy ornaments, and distant reverse reverb tails. A sad, introspective atmosphere with a sense of detachment and quiet despair. Chamber pop influences, abstract harmony, unexpected chord colors, and cinematic breaks. The mood is fragile, lonely, and beautifully collapsing. Mix with wide stereo guitars, warm tape compression, vocal doubled whispers, and subtle vinyl noise. For a rainy-night art film vibe.
Lyrics
English Blow👇
滑り落ちた ３１
３秒の猶予もないね
3秒ルールなんて 適用外
何円だっけな、その価値
時給で換算するハンカチ
最低な賃金もルールで
雁字搦めさ
咲いて散らして
伽藍堂な赤ん坊
飛び込め 高架下44ｍ
最期の ３秒がループ
よもや 惨状がルージュ
濡れ落ちた 規制線
書き出した 回帰線
真っ赤な 真っ赤なトマトが熟れる
3秒ルール ルーズなアメリカじゃ
5秒ルール クールなループじゃ
無限時間に 宇宙に夢中
時間にうるさい ルール
愛に期待する DOPE
咲き誇れ
重力の中毒者
飛び込め 高層ビル44ｍ
最期の ３秒がループ
よもや 惨状がルージュ
濡れ落ちた 規制線
書き出した 回帰線
真っ赤な 真っ赤なトマトが熟れる
期待と嫌いが反発
S極とN極に水と油
カゼインで中和
飛び込め 構想ビル44ｍ
最期の ３秒がループ
よもや 惨状がルージュ
濡れ落ちた 規制線
書き出した 回帰線
真っ赤な 真っ赤なトマトが熟れる
真っ赤なトマトが熟れる
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Five-second rule
Slipping down — Baskin-Robbins
Three short seconds left, then none.
No “three-second rule” applies tonight,
How much was it worth on sight?
A handkerchief priced by hourly wage,
Minimum rules lock me in this cage.
Tangled tight — I disengage.
Bloom then fall,
An empty child without a call.
Dive down — forty-four meters under the rail,
Final three seconds looping in detail.
Who’d know the ruin would paint itself rouge?
Rain-soaked tape, a forbidden refuge.
Sketching out my tropic line,
Bright red, bright red tomatoes ripen fine.
Three-second rules — loose in the USA,
Five-second rules — cool loops in their own way.
Lost in the cosmos, in infinite time,
Rules obsessed with clocks and chimes.
Still expecting love — that’s DOPE, sublime.
Let it bloom,
Addicted to gravity’s gloom.
Dive down — forty-four meters off the high-rise,
Final three seconds looping in reprise.
Who’d know the ruin would stain itself rouge?
Rain-soaked tape, a regulated deluge.
Sketching out my tropic line,
Bright red, bright red tomatoes ripen fine.
Hope and hate repel apart,
North and South poles of a breaking heart.
Oil and water in the same design,
Casein tries to neutralize the line.
Dive down — forty-four meters off the vision tower,
Final three seconds loop with tragic power.
Who’d know the ruin would color itself rouge?
Rain-soaked tape, no way to subdue.
Sketching out my tropic line,
Bright red, bright red tomatoes ripen fine.
Bright red tomatoes ripen fine.