To the one who looks as if you have been crying everyday
Fight back with all the force that you've been laughed at in the face!
And in the end you'll find
It's neither bomb or knife
That will be your strongest weapon when you carve your way.
From this moment on, let's promise that no matter what it is
You will not put a price tag on the fact that you exist
Although it seems that now
We're just playing around
It is much too soon to throw these ideas out!
And today, standing there on the railway
All alone at the station's end
Tomorrow's me is surely waiting helplessly
to take orders from a rather dumb and selfish scum dictator again.
[Chorus:]
Even if there comes a day that cars are flying in the sky
Even if there comes a day that robots talk like you and I
As for the things you say to me
Instead of what comes easily
Try to fix the pieces of my heart, oh won't you please?
If a missile comes and flies across this kind of sky above
If I were to take the chance to pray for happiness and love
I would have to reassure myself that
I can still find compassion hidden ‘side of me.
Hey I'm sure you know that even if you choose to lift your eyes
There is no way to see shit if there isn't any light
Whether I'm all by myself
Or with somebody else
I will still fall into the same trap of loneliness
As I stay right here, singing songs about suicide
The depth I've fallen feels just like if I've died
But I've come to see
Even with these thoughts inside of me
The words I say from day to day, they bear no weight
No matter what I do
I can't see them through!
And today, standing there just like everyday
All alone, in this fake reality
Tomorrow's me would be better of not existing
But I hear the nagging whistle of the final train as it pulls up to me.
[Chorus:]
Even if I try to tell myself that love is just bad luck
I know that I will regret it when my conscience catches up
Won't you take a look at my face
This is the way that I'll stay
‘Cause annoying pricks like you I really, really hate!
If a missile comes and flies across this kind of sky above
If I were to give away my life because I've had enough
I would have to reassure myself that
I can still find compassion in me
I would have to reassure myself that
I can still be saved before my heart turns into stone.
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