Baka, Pt. 2

We greet the sun apart
Rendezvous after dark
I pour in all my heart
Can't speak on who you are
I'm such a fool, don't know what I got myself into
What do I do? I can see vividly how this thing concludes
Hard to consume that I'm just a tool
For the pleasure, the fuel, I pity me, too
I fell for the fruit, got me stuck to the root
Feelings I should say, I'll keep em tucked away
This routine that we play is too hard not to stay in
But if it's right to leave, then I'll be wrong
Cuz I can't stand being alone too long