To the one who looks as if you have been crying everyday Fight back with all the force that you’ve been laughed at in the face! And in the end you’ll find It’s neither bomb or knife That will be your strongest weapon when you carve your way
From this moment on, let’s promise that no matter what it is You will not put a price tag on the fact that you exist Although it seems that now We’re just playing around It is much too soon to throw these ideas out!
And today, standing there on the railway All alone at the station’s end Tomorrow’s me is surely waiting helplessly to take orders from a rather dumb and selfish scum dictator again
Even if there comes a day that cars are flying in the sky Even if there comes a day that robots talk like you and I As for the things you say to me Instead of what comes easily Try to fix the pieces of my heart, oh won’t you please? If a missile comes and flies across this kind of sky above If I were to take the chance to pray for happiness and love I would have to reassure myself that I can still find compassion hidden ‘side of me
Hey I’m sure you know that even if you choose to lift your eyes There is no way to see shit if there isn’t any light Whether I’m all by myself Or with somebody else I will still fall into the same trap of loneliness
As I stay right here, singing songs about suicide The depth I’ve fallen feels just like if I’ve died But I’ve come to see Even with these thoughts inside of me The words I say from day to day, they bear no weight: No matter what I do I can’t see them through!
And today, standing there just like everyday All alone, in this fake reality Tomorrow’s me would be better of not existing But I hear the nagging whistle of the final train as it pulls up to me…
Even if I try to tell myself that love is just bad luck I know that I will regret it when my conscience catches up Won’t you take a look at my face This is the way that I’ll stay ‘Cause annoying pricks like you I really, really hate! If a missile comes and flies across this kind of sky above If I were to give away my life because I’ve had enough I would have to reassure myself that I can still find compassion in me I would have to reassure myself that I can still be saved before my heart turns into stone