A rainy Tuesday; in a horrible way, the dampness is comforting
From the messy bedroom, I can hear, emotionally
Her dissatisfaction, greed, jealousy and restrained distress
When it eventually goes away, will she break me?
A rainy Tuesday; I don't want to go to the bedroom
You're in hysterics; once again I'm entranced by your wrists
My distress eventually takes on a life of its own and spills over
You've broken me, just like you planned

So now you're fawning at my feet – are you out of your mind?
It's actually funny – you're ugly all over…

Roses, roses, roses, the roses die in my spit; I have no tears tonight
Roses, roses, roses, I want to keep loving you, the past, those sweet days we can't go back to

A rainy Tuesday, amid my headache and nausea
I convulse, your eyes run away, I've caught you
I want to keep playing, I want to feel you until get tired of you
Let's enjoy the limits of our greed

Your cries become screams, your face becomes expressionless
Let's mingled our bodies pervertedly, more freely…

I fall deep, deep, deep, so deep it's like I'm melting, deeply, painfully, agonisingly into grief
I'm drawn to the danger of drowning, to your attraction
Roses, roses, roses, these flowers have no moisture, a frigid show time
When I let it flow, flow, flow, like masturbating alone, those days become empty and I regret them

Roses, roses, roses, the roses die in my spit; I have no tears tonight
Roses, roses, roses, I love you, the past, those sweet days…

A rainy Tuesday; in a horrible way, the dampness is comforting
My new girlfriend's blood type is A, confined to a wheelchair
You're a silent, fastidious, pure, unblemished rose
Let's pray every day that you won't be the twelfth person to suffer

Lyrics submitted by BouKawaii

Zetsu (english) song meanings
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    General CommentWhat a beautifully twisted song...much like his relationship with his g/f.
    Sounds like two emotionally unstable people made the mistake of having a relationship, and finally he couldn't take it anymore.

    "Roses, roses, roses, the roses die in my spit; I have no tears tonight"- My favorite line.
    deadxlettersxcon June 14, 2007   Link
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    General CommentI agree with you on the meaning, deadxlettersxc. It does sound like two emotionally stable people having a relationship.
    I have the song, and I hear "3, 2, 1, ACTION!" on it. Why isn't it on the lyric? Hmm..
    Recommend any other J bands?
    MercilessMeon June 25, 2007   Link
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    General CommentSure MercilessMe...there are sooo many good ones.

    Um, there's Dir en Grey. If you like Gazette you'll LOVE them. There's also Kagrra, D'espairs Ray, Girugamesh, Miyavi, you may also like L'arc~en~ciel and X-Japan.

    LOL try those...I just named a few there, because I don't know what your musical taste is, so the bands vary. Try those, I"m sure you'll find someone you like...
    Also Hyde is good too, he's a solo artist.

    As for Zetsu, I don't know why they didn't write that in...maybe it was just an ad lib...?
    deadxlettersxcon June 25, 2007   Link
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    General CommentThanks a ton. ^^
    I listen to Dir en Grey and I love them. They write awesome song lyrics.
    I'll be sure to check them all out. I tried listening to Alice Nine. They were pretty good. So is Orange Range.
    MercilessMeon August 03, 2007   Link
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    General CommentThank you for putting the translation up! It's a good one, too ^^ A really good one... O__o"
    Now that I know what the song means, I guess the song will become one of my favourites... I've always liked the rolling rhythm...
    Otourichanon August 11, 2007   Link
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    General CommentYup, definitely two people struggling with an unstable relationship. The man, though bored and possibly somewhat fearful of the woman is still addicted to her and perhaps he doesn't full he's ready to leave her...

    He mentions roses dying in his spit... a rose is a very popular symbol of romance no? And of course spitting on something is a way of showing it's insignificance in the world. I think it sounds like the man's blaming himself for killing the relationship by treating it like it was nothing and now that's all coming back to haunt him because he claims his relationship that he was possibly trying to forget is now becoming even more agitated, tedious and tense by his irresponsibility.

    That's just my guess though and when have I ever been right? :B
    IndagoFeatheron October 28, 2007   Link
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    General CommentYou people obviously don't get it!

    The song is about SEX!!! And the power play behind it. At the beginning she is the one in control, then he takes over to the point where he is the only one who gets off ("these flowers have no moisture, a frigid show time... When I let it flow, flow, flow, like masturbating alone.") He then ruins them and breaks them and he knows he's doing it which is the fucked up thing.

    the last verse is basically he decides theat if he goes out with someone already broken it won't happen for the "twelfth" time...

    Indago, dude... Where he says "roses" he's not talking about the flower... Think about it.
    coffinmanon November 16, 2007   Link
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    General CommentYeah, 'bout sex all the way...
    well I guess people can experience the song anyway they like, it is art after all.
    but man! i love this song
    Bedkyon November 18, 2007   Link
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    General CommentActually its more about what deadxlettersxc is saying, a relationship with two unstable people
    lovelyangeldemon1on January 12, 2008   Link
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    General CommentI don't think anyone but Ruki himself know what this song is really about ; a past relationship, sex, relationship with two unstable people? who knows... He lets you all use your own imagination that's kind of what makes most of GazettE's lyrics mysterious..
    ReitukiYaoion August 23, 2008   Link

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