Recessive, my hair I wear in bangs
Recessive, but I don't wanna go
What I had held in my hands, just another illusion
Recessive, I'm not the stronger one
Recessive, just a living thing
Recessive, the light is way too bright
There remains a little scar on your face still facing down
To the ground you hold yourself and crouch like you've been wounded
I want to run away every time I see it
Recessive, what may appear deformed
Recessive, cherish from the heart
Recessive, from the very beginning
Recessive, knew this all along
I will send you flowers & strength of dignity with love
Something that will overflow and be out of your arms
So you can go ahead, live alone by yourself
Yes I see the scar on your face is like proof of warrior