English translation (from DeepL): I want to live up to expectations. But I'm not very good at it. I've already realized I've come to realize I'm a robot with no self-respect A parade of early failures "My inner potential is a fairy tale" Oh! Once again I've humiliated myself And all I get is a cut I'd love myself if I could But I'm just a skinny body eating a fattening ideal It's not enough, the affirmation, the approval It fills my stomach, but my heart is still missing You're a failure, but your emotions are too sensitive Jealousy, self-loathing, hiding in the junk we have Why pretend to be in pain when you're afraid to be seen? I'm a robot with no self-respect I'm not a person All this shallowness and all Come on, praise me more! Oh, God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. I can't stop quibbling. I've got a virus in my head. I want to do what I want with my limited life I'd like it if there was no pain I don't want to be in pain anymore I guess I'm spoiled I've given up on this wish I've made a good appearance but my heart is still rusty I can't stop the red water that looks like tears Gerbera by the window It's so beautiful It's a shame that you're jealous of its beauty It's crazy, isn't it? What can I do to make it go away? Oh. You can't go around screaming, "I'm sick of it," and then still be alive. You can't keep pretending you know what you're doing. I'd love myself if I could. I'd like to try just a little bit harder. I want to hope for me I don't want to throw everything at myself tomorrow My head knows what's going on But my heart is lost But whatever it is, I've got to give it a push