You're always watching this movie
In a completely empty theater
Recalling it now, it was cheap set science fiction with people dying left and right
When one day the world will turn upright
If we could somehow stretch our lifespans to the max
Wouldn't it be great if you couldn't die in this world
If so, everything except for your heart is fake
Everything except for words is fake
Because even God is just a work of fiction
We are all but replicas
When someday this season will pass
When our hearts will turn cold as we'll grow old
At that time...
I'm always watching this movie
A movie so shallow to the point of being a bore
After standing up from my seat I finally notice
All these theatrics are about myself
When we will someday become adults
And when the things we can obtain will grow in turn
Wouldn't it be great if next we could buy even love
Your values are all fake
Even your precious memories are fake
Because your soul is but signals to the brain
Love and all else are just replicas
When someday this season will pass
And nothing but our memories will grow stronger
At that time...
Just being satisfied is a result good enough
Even though we're singing songs, there's no reason for it
One can't live not for one's own sake
Everything is garbage except for goodbyes
I want to write songs that curse other people
And then it would be great if I could kill someone with them
I was deeply moved by the smell of summer in the air
Everything except for our hearts is fake
Everything except for words is fake
Because this entire world is subjectivity in essence
You and everyone else are all replicas
Even throwing out goodbyes
Running off far away leaving things as they are
Express everything with words
Filling in the blanks with heart and soul
Even so, the sky is excruciatingly blue
Surely because it's sorcery
When someday this season will pass
When our hearts will turn cold as we'll grow old
At that time I will at last understand
Even I will understand that blue