"If it's meaningless anyway," says the discontented electrocardiogram, If you don't understand, then you should just leave.

Everyone's umbrellas paint the ground

For me to be seeing these things, Am I sane? Have I gone mad? Did my eyes deceive me?

No smarts, no reason, no nothing.

When I’m heated even though I’m rotten, It overflowed the plate—

If you feed his body to four fish, it'll give 'em fresh and lively PTSD.

Curse them, curse them, curse them to death; even if it’s a mistake–

I get it (Insight)

A woodpecker pecking the red moon, The dilated pupils of an egoist

So I will be pathetic and delicious again.

They knew your real self is nowhere to be found, But they still tortured me.

I'm familiar with the story that when corpse aren't in the earth

Let’s say goodbye

Brain fucking making me go mad! Paaparirappappa. Overthrowing the impossible, Mental Illness!

Hey, isn’t that a great plan?!

It’s ridiculously hard...

Such is my answer I guess

Anyone who was exposed to the rain For 1000 hours got sick and died.

“It’s a promise”

If you're going to get uncontrollably sick, you'd better just forget about it and give up.

Curse them, curse them, curse them to death; even if it’s a mistake–

Unfinished letters of apology and expired contracts

Eradicate them all!

Expired, rotten foodstuffs. May I take your order?

It’s too late now, it’s time to face ostracism.

The affliction of wanting to do “that” and speaking of desire as well, Come, to the other side of all that hurt

I put on this body that everyone averted their eyes from and abandoned, then surrender to reality.

And I should shoot up to the top of the popularity rankings!

Surely you don’t want to suffer anymore

pierces through you.

Splish splash splish splash, splashing in the puddles

Euthanasia is an easy and carefree way to die.

Unable to move forward

It looks fun, so I think I’ll try too!

Despair seems to cover my heart and I can’t get a hold of happiness.

I'm being gently rocked within the womb.

God doesn't exist or anything

In the blender that’s waiting for breakfast, I was just watching with a finger in my mouth.

So true...

A Phillips head screwdriver fits into my negative thoughts.

To stop the pain from continuing

They don't recognize mental health

Scorched into my retinas Stuck to my brain tissue

Curse them, curse them, curse them to death; I'll pierce them with the justice I believe in!

In the dark of night, a dizzy mort d'amour.

The paper doll is cleared away, cut up with scissors

Are very decent unlike me.

Are very decent unlike me.

When I see the light, I'm plunged into the abyssal sea.

What fills the walls