Chapter 115 (1/2)

Nowhere to grow old. We're always on the run.

Running around looking for, but still nowhere to grow old

They say we'll rot in hell, but I don't think we will.

They say we will step down to hell for evil fate, but I want to be a prisoner of love

They've branded us enough. Outlaws of love.

We have had enough of bondage, let me run away with love as a prisoner

Scars make us who we are.

Fear makes us see ourselves clearly

Hearts and homes are broken, broken.

Even if there is nowhere to stay, I am heartbroken

Far, we could go so far, with our minds wide open, open.

As long as we open our hearts, love can spread thousands of miles

Hey. Tears all fall the same.

We all cried sadly

We all feel the rain.

Baptized by wind and rain

We can't change.

But we never compromise to change

Everywhere we go, we're looking for the sun.

Wherever we go, we all try to find a trace of stability

Nowhere to grow old. We're always on the run.

Running around looking for, but still nowhere to grow old

They say we'll rot in hell, but I don't think we will.

They say we will step down to hell for evil, but I want to be a prisoner of love

They've branded us enough. Outlaws of love.

We have had enough of bondage, let me run away with love as a prisoner

Outlaws of love.

Prisoner of love

Outlaws of love.

Prisoner of love