I kick off the asphalt as I please,
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Blowing away the scenery around me,
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I cover my wheels in flames,
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And burn the gloomy world to ashes.
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Back then, when I stupidly took pride
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In the number of times I punched with my fist,
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I was afraid of getting betrayed,
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And continued to run recklessly.
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I won't turn back anymore.
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I can leave my back to my allies as I fight.
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This is the proof of the flames burning brightly
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As I fly up high on the battlefield.
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I make a cheerful joke,
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And I hear the laughing voices of my friends from all around me.
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I gather my strength and jump out,
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And my crimson friends follow after me.
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I raise my voice, leaving myself to anger.
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I was always polishing big dreams and nothing else.
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I was afraid of becoming all alone,
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And I couldn't see anything in the future.
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I won't waver about anything anymore.
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With this proof of the flames burning brightly
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Leading me through the darkness.
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I won't turn back anymore.
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I can leave my back to my allies as I fight.
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This is the proof of the flames burning brightly
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As I fly up high on the battlefield.
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This is the Pride of Red carved into my chest.
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We're gonna fly, my skateboard, Yatagarasu!
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