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Lost One's Weeping (sat1080 mix) feat. Hatsune Miku V4x English
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【 C R E D I T S 】
〔 ORIGINAL SONG 〕
NERU
www.nicovideo....
〔 REMIX 〕
SAT1080
www.nicovideo....
〔 VSQx 〕
KYAAMI (cillia) [private]
〔 LYRICS 〕
SCENIKEIGHT (me)
docs.google.co...
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【 DESCRIPTION 】
I got these lyrics done a little while ago, but I was having a lot of trouble working them into the VSQx. I hope it sounds good. (And yeah I'm aware she says "strangjuhling" at one point i swear i used the g phoneme Miku just doesn't want to cooperate)
I also hope the video doesn't look too bad FGHDFG it was a bit hard making it fit the remix
You're always free to use my lyrics if you're so inclined.
The lyrics below are for the standard version of the song but obviously they're almost identical 2 the version in the video, just without the extra chorus
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【 LYRICS 】
A shaking blade inches away from skin,
Locating veins and piercing it right in.
Sickly love spurting out when that happens;
I’m turning my Les Paul guitar into a deadly weapon.
It’s non-fiction.
I like science and maths a little bit,
But I hate English, ‘cause I’m failing it.
Worrying about which answer’s right or wrong,
Even when both were incorrect all along.
Today I’ve been assigned some homework about me,
I’ve got no complaints, in fact, it’s been quite easy.
Living in these days, I wonder why we always
Say we’re so sad and
Say we’re so lonely.
The writing on the blackboard, tell me, what does it say?
The colour of that girl’s heart, tell me, what was it stained?
And the person who dyed that poor kid’s red heart to grey,
Tell me who it was.
Tell me who it was!
Can you solve all of the questions on your calculator?
Can you loosen up the collar that’s been strangling her?
And how long, really, can this keep going for?
Tell me what you want.
It’s not like it matters!
Regardless of the passage of time,
We’re living life like we’re hypnotised;
Holding an evil, unwieldy pride,
Deep down, it’s hiding inside.
Even though yesterday’s homework’s still a blank sheet,
I’ve got no complaints, in fact, it’s been quite easy.
Living in these days, I wonder why we always
Want to disappear
Or lie down and die.
The writing on the blackboard, tell me, what does it say?
The colour of that girl’s heart, tell me, what was it stained?
And the person who dyed that poor kid’s red heart to grey,
Tell me who it was.
Tell me who it was!
Can you solve all of the questions on your calculator?
Can you loosen up the collar that’s been strangling her?
And how long, really, can this keep going for?
And what will you do?
What is it you want?
The formula for area, tell me, what is it?
Recite to me all of the dreams you had as a kid.
And the person who threw away those dreams in a ditch,
Tell me who it was.
You already know!
So when are you going to stop and grow the fuck up?
And what does it even fucking mean to be a grown up?
So who has all the answers if it’s not me or you?
And what will you do?
I don’t care anymore!