Neither niche nor reality can change anything
I won’t have anything to do with it anymore, expose and diss it
Burn it, say goodbye
(Question)
In the gathering place of yokai transformations, I don’t think it’s cute
Huh? It’s not like I’m trying to please you in the first place
Don’t misunderstand, just relax, baby
Shut up, noisy spectators
Take a look at my followers
They look happy when they see me, yeah
Guilt aside, I drew lots and pulled out my destiny
Pouring oil on a naked flame
It’s pointless to say it to you
Dodging and escaping
Make way, we’re passing through
Neither niche nor reality can change anything
I won’t have anything to do with it anymore, expose and diss it
Burn it, say goodbye
I don’t need, I don’t need those strange creatures
Wake me up, wake me up, come on, set it on fire
Geniuses, mediocrities, imitations, fakes, sing while covered in mud
Break it, break it, I’m an eyesore
Don’t get mad, compete with an “up-up”
Well, you’re not facing this way after all
Quit immediately, quit immediately, quit immediately
I don’t feel that the boiling boiler factory is particularly lively.
If you can’t keep up, I’ll leave you behind immediately, yeah
It starts as heaven, then turns into hell
In the end, this world is all about money
It depends on honor and the number of followers
Likes, views, projects, advertising revenue, connections, everything
Disappearing like bubbles, it’s the fate
If you don’t get noticed, it’s useless
It doesn’t matter what you do
Laughed at by close friends
Caught in a cycle of karma
Between a sense of discomfort and self-esteem
A lonely secret account exclusively for watching
They get along with him and her
They are at odds with each other
A fish drowning beneath the surface, even though the sky is so blue (Question)
Do you want to stand out? Don’t you want to stand out?
I want to stand out in a way that doesn’t stand out
We, we, those strange creatures
Oh my heart, oh my heart, cutting through souls
Use everything available, be it songs, cats, or dogs
Make noise, make noise, it’s a festive commotion
If you care, you lose, strike an “akkanbee” pose
Well, I’m not suited for this place after all
So, tomorrow at 9 o’clock
Everyone, “I have an important announcement,”
Be sure to favorite and spread it
Love, perversion, interest, peace of mind, they’re all covered in soot now
Shut up, shut up, that’s the way it is
If you laugh, you lose, compete with an “up-up”
Then, maybe it will change a bit, but
Now, past, future, we,
Oh, we’re born as those strange creatures.