It’s your birthday
Everyone has got a gift for you
You opened it
And I won’t ever forget the light in your eyes

At my birthday
I remember mother bought a gift for me
A grand piano
And at the center is etched its name:
OMORI

So I stopped my lungs to a null
And everything had come to a halt
When I played a melody
You smiled, a praise
So I sealed your fate

And it’s all my fault
Don’t forgive me at all
This is another goodbye
This pain that I brought
And a song left unfought
Beautifully telling a lie
Why am I?

It’s a Sunday
We spend the afternoon practicing
The recital
I bring it up at dawn
The light in your eyes are gone

Maybe someday
We can all go back to better days
But until then
You made another mistake

You’re out of tune one semitone
It feels like you’re one step ahead of me
When I stop the song and yell
I never noticed it myself
But you clenched onto your violin
The present that we all got for you
And it was like your palms were bleeding
But gritting through was all you could do

But SUNNY, you’re wrong
Cause we both loved this song
And I ruined it for us
They all loved you so much
But my love took your life
You wished you weren’t alive

With this instrument of death
OMORI sings its threat
And I play this vapid song
But I know it’s not guilt
That keeps me alive
If I loved you, I’d try to make things right

And it’s all my fault
Don’t forgive me at all

And it’s all my fault
Don’t forgive me at all