Even if you glorify the past by calling it “youth”, your inferiority complex won’t disappear, vomit’s coming out
They say, “Wait behind the white line,” but the truth is, I can’t see one anymore
The reality I scooped out with both hands was filthy, when I rub my eyes, it’s like I can’t see anything
No matter how much my cheeks are pinched, I won’t wake up. You’re irritating, shut that mouth of yours
With a shallow message just like items off the shelf, I said how important it is to face yourself
I’ve got no response to the masses, people like that hunchback guy
Was the “mе” on the monitor of self-projection scrappеd by a sudden service termination announcement?
Execution, I was killed, It’s unfortunate, but no visitors are allowed
Throw out what few emotions you have
Don’t remain incomplete, it makes me nauseous
It’s the rebellion’s starting signal, Now’s the time to awaken, last night; Resist, resist, conflict instinct
Swear, “I don’t believe in things like god,” and shout out, rock you!
Why does the future have grim prospects? It’s hard to breathe, I’m sick, worried, and can’t sleep
Hey, when will the train towards “the future I threw away that day” come?
This war is lonely, but I can’t just simply end it
I hate the light, and prefer night strolls, I gathered all the clovers without four leaves
I don’t want “happiness”. I’ve just wanted “normality”, just kidding
Adults laughed about rehabilitation easily, the parameters of daydreams were deep red
If I would’ve been fine not knowing this pain, then I wish I could’ve remained ignorant
It’s a public execution, isn’t it? Fuck off and die
I spit on that weak justice
I’ve forgotten how to fight against reality since long ago, I’m tired, my flight instinct came forth
Read the atmosphere with random guesswork. Shout out with a suitably loud voice, rock you!
I’ve been broken into smithereens, I’m already dead, With tacit understanding, I lose interest and get depressed, can’t you laugh?
Then, edit it well, please add up even the laughter
I don’t need a train anymore. Let’s watch the last scene on the other side
I install a new “me” into a New Game
Wearing clean textures, I’m reborn
Throw out what few emotions you have
Don’t remain incomplete, it makes me nauseous; I don’t need it anymore
It’s the rebellion’s starting signal, Now’s the time to awaken, last night; Resist, resist, conflict instinct
Swear, “I don’t believe in things like god,” and shout out, rock you!
Why does the future have grim prospects? It’s hard to breathe, I’m sick, worried, and can’t sleep
Hey, will a train towards “the future I threw away that day” not come?
If I miss it, it’s over, I’ll never again be able to catch up
This war is lonely, but I can’t just simply end it