This is so real. I don't have the energy to feel like a normal person. I never feel normal. I don't feel like a regular person because of how I react to things.
English Lyrics (by Forgetful Subs): A smoking machine beast That deplorable appearance, the sprouts of love and atrocity An ideal implicitly runs rampant-- In the midst of that life, opinions can’t be interposed The midwinter town, I don’t need temperature, nor a voice In this living corpse everyday When my existence is questioned, I feel like I wanna die. I can’t believe in anyone There's no meaning in doing anything The cogs in the wheel of society Just turn round and round and round and die I can’t believe in anyone There's no meaning in even breathing Insect cages packed into business suits Today too, slam themselves against humans with a body blow I’m constantly lacking a sense of direction, no cooking ability either My brain’s utterly volatile And fashion sense? I got nothing I love myself the best Like, it doesn’t turn into a time restraint And when I’m talking with other people I get so nervous I feel like I’m gonna throw up In solitude, therefore, not knowing love- especially not the romantic kind Let’s meet once again in a dream When the bubble bursts, I feel like I wanna die. I can’t believe in anyone There's no meaning in doing anything That implicit promise… Ripping- shredding- tearing- it to pieces and spluttering out I can’t believe in anyone There's no meaning in even breathing Alone in the shadows of a 4.5 tatami mat room Today too, I’m sitting up late into the night, wrapped up in my own delusions When we’re children, let’s do our studies and get prepared for taking our exams Then go to some famous university And assume a stable occupation Then when we become working members of society Let’s save up all our money for when we grow old-- A life, like that, of nothing but preparation I just can’t do it… I can’t believe in anyone There's no meaning in doing anything The cogs in the wheel of society Just turn round and round and round and die I can’t believe in anyone There's no meaning in even breathing Puppets dance in the miniature garden Searching for a world they can never touch