Alan:
You, you're that fool! Tell me, Your friends are all gone, aren't they?
Lost, Friend, Day dreamer, You Medalist of bluffing!
You still act like a child, Seriously, you have disappointed me
Because your beloved anime, manga, game, whatever, I know there's a lot of them!
I'm sure I can't be mistaken, in the things you like, troubles can be dangerous
But it's not like I want to preach you, Hey, are you listening?
The truth is, I'm your future self, Will you believe it? Will you? Will you? Will you? Will you?
In four days, after the crescent, You'll have a setback for the first time
Drink up that sympathy, Dream about the comfortable malaise
"By location, it's an irony. Your mouth talks so fluently
Now, you're the fool! Tell me, The future me is not a big deal too, is it?"
Hmph, so, why did you, come here? Let me hear the reason.
And more importantly, in the future or wherever, It wasn't comfortable there, so you run away, right?
Praise me more gently!, This is not enough, no good, no good
You have the same personality, right?, Understood? Come on, praise me!
...are you listening?
Hey, hey, how do you feel right now? Tell me!
Hey? Hey? Hey? Hey? Hey? Hey? Come on! Ah aaaaaaahh
Right now, I am feeling very good.
You should... know this feeling, right? Right? Right? Right? Right? Right? Right? Right? Right?
In 3 hours and 12 seconds, You'll learn what a burning anger is
Look, by the jerking words, I'll be kicked out
By location, the irony is, that you're the one who's shot in the arm
See, I'm the same fool as you, It's the same badger-hole, isn't it?
Shut up, don't you dare to touch me!, What the hell do you want to say?
I don't understand you now, What do you want from me?
You're the one who's a fool, You've lost your friends, am I right?
Lost, Friend, Day dreamer, You just want to be a Machiavellian, right?
"Lying is my specialty, but truth be told, I'm kinda bad at being honest."
"Isn't it strange, that it's always the truth that seems the most suspicious?"
With a beep, bap, boop, and a floating sensation
Night becomes an irregular reflection
With two beats, it glows
I wonder if it's okay to complain once in a while
Hey, let's have a little talk
I've got a stupid habit of hurting myself, but
I can't sit still any longer
So how about short, funny story?
Well, Let's have a small chat;
An extraordinary
Strange part of me, but I pretend to be normal
It's something I've been worrying about
10 years seem To have passed since
The day "monster"I heard that "monster's" voice
It swallowed up my heart,"Keep lying," it said
And so I've been lying ever since
There isn't a single person or thing I can't fool
I was reduced to a "monster"
Ah, I'm sorry
Don't cry!
Everything is just a lie, okay?
Oh my, that's underhanded!
What disgraceful behavior!
I'll deceive you
Even if I say that
Don't I actually feel
It's creepy?
As I lie
And turn my back
My lies pile up
Today, again I
Sneer in tedium
Beep, bap, boop, even as a girl
Who seems to hate the disappearing night>
Two beat, even as a boy
Who hates lies that makes people cry
That's right, just like that
An insignificant "ideal" has been input
And it swallowed up my heart
Furthermore, we realized that we deceive
Even if my ideals simply came true,
I can't live alone in this world
Is that another lie?
Nope, It's the truth!
It feels like my brain will fall apart
As it becomes filled up with "no"
Oh my, that's underhanded!
Listen some more!
To my heart,
To my greed
To this lie
To the real one
Though I say I'm lonely, I won't change
I'm always so amazed
That I almost grin
Oh my, that's underhanded!
I hate this!
Look at me, let me listen
It's shocking, can I
No longer
Be saved?
"No problem," you say,
And you never change
"Ah, I missed."
Again
This unpleasant self
Drowns, like always
"Ah, I spoke too much, didn't I?"
"But, that's because this is just a 'made-up story'."
"Well then, I'll end it here"
"The next time the signal rings,"
"Let's have an even more wonderful conversation."
“The antagonist everyone hates, for sure
Has more consideration than everyone, I think.
Wouldn’t you wish for it?
For love, like a hero born with love.â€
For some reason, the protagonist I had admired
Covered his symbol with a mask and from the next day
His smile never crumbling
He was an unhappy boy loved by everyone
Your tin plate device heart
Perhaps if a dizzy long amount of time passes
Will forget how to laugh
And it will interact like a machine
1 point? 100? 10 points? Oh oh, a failing grade
1 point? 100? 10 points? –you are?
Laugh, laugh, prisoners
With your suspicious good fortune and its use
Criticize, criticize, I know
No one needs me, leave me alone
(I-i-i-i-i-i) inertia has become useless now
Is this verge of the limit thrilling, what do you say?
“Today again I have saved to disk the endurance data. Would you like to delete it?
>YES
>NOâ€
For some reason, the protagonist I had admired
Covered his symbol with a mask and from the next day
Without his smile ever crumbling
The kind hearted boy let anyone push him around,
The feelings with no place to go rustle about in your heart
Although you sulk now, if you walk a long distance
You’ll eventually forget how to love
And your heart will become a clinking calculator
1 point? 100? 10 points? That’s a failing grade
1 point? 100? 10 points? — you are?
Dance, dance, do a dance performance
Force a smile though you started hating it now
What a failure, a failure, the inventor as well
Is fed up with this, what a phony instigation
(E-e-e-e-e-e) Effort alone won’t get you anything anymore
Everything is on a thrilling edge of destruction
“If you could read tomorrow’s weather, life would become 1% more boringâ€
If you ask someone you trust to play house with you
The dicord won’t ever stop
You’ll eventually forget even how to rest
You’ll have a short circuit, crumpling and clattering
1 point? 100? 10 points? oh, oh my
1 point? 11 points? oh oh, my my
1 point? 1 more? 1.11?
1000, 11000 — I ?
I can hear from far far away
A sobbing smeared with pain
Stop it, stop it, everyone please don’t leave me all alone
Laugh, laugh, prisoners!
Did you listen to your mom today?
Dance, dance, you are dancers
In the palms of the adults, me and you as well
(L-l-l-l-l-l) Let’s ignore this tragic calculated miracle
And how about we start a stimulating chicken race?
What’s the answer to that?
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