I don't like anything in this world I don't understand why I was born Nothing is going well I would rather die I know nothing, delusion Tilt our head, runaway Opening that repeats wirelessly Opening that stores parts of memories
This preference hurts my body I'm doing my best to return to be a child Does it mean that someone's been rewarded? Or will I be rewarded?
Enough, I don't want it Enough, I don't want to think anymore Enough, I don't want it I want to run away, but I have to do my best
Enough, I don't want it Enough, I will just do it tomorrow Enough, I don't want it, enough I don't want to think about anything!