"So is there a meaning as time keeps on passing? Our whole world is nothing but God's little play-thing All people, existing, are they worth nothing more? Even when death comes, it all stays as before."
If it's all the same whether I were to live or die, I would choose to live and die another time. If it's all the same where I am, I understand And I'd choose to leave a part of me behind.
"The future before me, it's darkened and hazy. The past that's behind me - a heart forever breaking. I've had enough with all this pain, these feelings I just need to erase."
If it's all the same whether I were to laugh or cry, Then I'll smile through my tears throughout this life. And no matter how hurt or scorned, I'll smile more; Laugh it off against the pain that's brushed aside.
"Loving all the 'me' that's behind my name Calls for a perfection that I can't face All that's blurred and murky are for only weak Feelings in the way as they trip up my feet So then happy, sad or angry, all emotions have no meaning If you can't take a stand, then you'll face only pain."
But even these feelings hold so much, you know; There's a hidden warmth they've always held alone. Made up of faults and flaws, imperfect all; I believe that's what we call a perfect "soul".
Is it all the same whether I were to live or die? To find the answer I've decided to survive. And as always I'll love and hate, with no differences made in fate, That's the way I love to live throughout my life.
And that perfection you search for That's all yours, nothing less, nothing more.
Don't try to play fake, you're safe, Just this way. "It's okay?" It's okay.