(и все же у меня ощущение, что это поет не Микуо Затсуне. Ну, во всяком случае на ютубе он был подписан именно как Микуо)
Assuming, joking, spreading rumors, I can hear them so loud They're gonna really make my whole mind wanna explode. No matter what I do and ever try and wanna become, This fighting fantasy
My ears are picking up another kind of overused talk "This boy, you see, is just a monochrome puppet now, He's moving by a string cuz he can never stand on his own. Keep changing symphony"
Ah, rate me and judge, that's all that you can do Ah, make me and break me, now just put my worst year on repeat
It's all so meaningless, why can't I stop it then? Throwing just my head from out the glass It's all so tiring, I'm so sick of this But I can't dare myself to die!
It's all so meaningless, why can't I stop it then? Wrists are getting sore from stabbing in It's all so tiring, I'm so sick of this I'm just giving up and eating cake in the mean time
All that I ever see is people being hung up so high, And even though their screws are never ever ever too tight And everyone is hiding secrets, under half hidden mask Build your friend factory
I follow faulty rumors; rolling tongues are plagued lies. "Didn't you know, this boy is a media monkey now He walks a path of the empty lies to never show his true smile What a worthless industry"
Ah, come here my dear; don't worry you'll be fine Ah, how many times have I now killed myself It never ends!
It's all so meaningless, why can't I stop it then? Stabbing my chest to run from pain It's all so tiring, I'm so sick of this Now I think that I can take no more It's all so meaningless, why can't I stop it then? Drowning even deeper in the pain It's all so tiring, I'm so sick of this Only way to end is throwing me into hell
Ah, beg and then crave, how desperate am I now? Ah, see and believe, this harm can't be undone; it's killing me!
It's all so meaningless, why can't I stop it then? Even if I try to run away It's all so tiring, I'm so sick of this I can't get away, I'm stopping now
It's all so meaningless, why can't I stop it then? Aim a gun at my head soon to blow It's all so tiring, I'm so sick of this Even now I know it's just a thought but
It's freaking with my head, Just crying in the end No one's gonna help, I know that well My voice cracking kinda now, Sing it anyhow Please don't look at me I'm just a piece of trash to you now