#seekun

ウブだった ソーリーモード  耳張った トークショー  ズルかった マスターっすか？  Win-Win だって 通り越して  「あ、多分こうしまして」  知ったかのツラ下げて  「あ、人気出た出た！」  うおーうおーすごいすごいうおーうおーうおー(棒) The apology mode that was so very naive And talk show that strained ears were you that crafty master? It surpasses even being a win-win situation -- “Ah, I guess we’ll do it like this...:” Daring to show a face of feigned understanding... “Oh! It got popular!” Wow wow so cool amazing wow wow (*deadpan*)

便利な友達ですね  「僕は 歌手になります！」  「なので 勉強してます！」  そもそも作曲なんてちんぷんかんぷん What a handy friend to have, eh? “I’m gonna be a singer!” “So I’m studying {it}!” ...I mean, actually writing songs is all greek to me

ねえねえ書いて ソング ソング  幽霊ライター ソング ソング  金出して「俺の！」  「歌上手いのに曲も！」 Hey hey come on! Write a song, a song! A ghost writer -- song song Forking up cash - “Mine!” “Gosh, you’re so good at singing, but you can compose too!?”

息吸うようにウソを重ねて欲は  承認を諸に諸に待遇要求してて Piling up lies just like breathing, my greed, demands completely, completely for compensation of the agreement--

廃材すらないインマイハート  でも煩悩だらけで不安定なんだ  あくせく地道に頑張るのは  つまんない つまんない There’s not even bits of scrap wood in my heart But I’m filled with polluting thoughts, and so very unstable. Carefully and honestly trying your best, Is just so boring. Just so boring.

だいたい知らず五月蝿いや  もう言いたいな「ハリボテパーティなう」  そうやって四面楚歌の中  「Do it. Do it. Do it. Do.」 Knowing pretty much nothing, they're just so annoying God how I want to spill it “paper mache party now!” Like so, I’m surrounded by enemies from all sides {all saying} “Do it. Do it. Do it. Do”

同意 ジャスティス 崩落  チヤホヤ メディア  クリエイションの秘密を  お伺いします Agreement, justice, crumbling, The pampering media Would like to enquire, All the secrets of how I made them...

(ヘッヘッヘッヘ)  そりゃズバリ ヒラメキです  (わー…わー…わー…)  あらよっと キープ キープ  重大な fun fun ファンサービス (hehehehehe) ...It was just a flash of inspiration. (wowowow) Ah oof, I’ll hold on to that, -- It’s that very important, fun fun fanservice.

繰り返すライブ 素晴らしいねえ…  君だって分かってる こんなんじゃヤバイこと The repeating live shows. How wonderful... Even you know, just how sick this is.

廃材すらないインマイハート  でも煩悩だらけで不安定なんだ  友達の「この人知ってる？すごいよなあ」  すごいでしょ？ There’s not even bits of scrap wood in my heart But I’m filled with polluting thoughts, and so very unstable. My friend’s “Do you know this person? they’re so amazing!” Yeah, just amazing, right?

だいたい知らず生きたいや  もう言いたいな「僕の時代なんだ！」  自惚れ放題 どうだい？  「Do it. Do it. Do it. Do.」 I wish I could live knowing pretty much nothing, I just wanna say it “this is my era!” With as much pretension as I like... what do you think of that? “Do it. Do it. Do it. Do”

だんだん物足りないような  ホラあの時みたいな曲書いてやんな  はいダメ これダメ ホントお前  つまんない つまんない Gradually I feel more and more like it’s not enough, I just can’t write songs like the ones I did back then. Yep, this is useless. This too. Really you’re so Damn boring. Utterly boring.

だいたい知らず五月蝿いや  もう言いたいな「ハリボテパーティなう」  そうやって四面楚歌の中  「Do it. Do it. Do it. Do.」 Knowing pretty much nothing, they're just so annoying God how I want to spill it “Paper mache party now!” Like so, I’m surrounded by enemies from all sides {all saying} “Do it. Do it. Do it. Do”

Sweet release and money A market idealizing reactionary price rise A parade crying "ahn ahn" Hanging salarymen with enthusiasm

A crowded train made into a dummy An outsider god Everyone's so into it, The same old Faith Murder's Day

Without uttering a single word Let's drink with our superiors What's with this "putting aside rank" stuff? It's exactly slavery roleplay

About "Cool Japan," The privacy of married couples Is all due to shutter chance They say you just have to wait until the end of hell

Exposed real names and faces, Exposed schools and jobs, Exposed relationships, Hobbies and personalities,

Are they appetizing? Is all that appetizing? That decomposed philosophy

It's simply absurd, but there's groaning From undivided lips, there's groaning Other people's privacy is Somehow appetizing, isn't it? If it gets boring, that's the end; if that sort of day could somehow Somehow, be delayed...

During beating down of a protruding stump, there's groaning Unfailing, fault-finding groaning Other people's unhappiness is Somehow appetizing, isn't it? Ideals turning over in their grave, that's just an illusion Farewell, farewell, farewell, farewell then

Distancing from young men No one sees the "why" Not understanding society Dropping an interview

More numbers are to be had Adultery, drugs, murder The neighborhood old lady What kind of person is she?

Rock, paper, scissors! to the cut-off speech Smoke in a place with no fire "In regards to that statement, we definitely want to be careful"

It's horrible, isn't it? This is horrible, isn't it? Look here, look, look? Why aren't you looking?

Ah, it's fine, if it's becoming successful Any number of P.I.S have been "going," it's pitiful "I give me," what a good kid "Swing on, sing on" love and sound of life's sufferings The dance has dawned just a bit Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap

Smoothly recovering grief, Profusely leaking comfort, Covering up anger with a smile, But what's to be done with happiness? A(sia), (Sh)A(de), (M)A(ntra), (Rur)A(l), (F)A(miliar), A(bandon)

Since it's simply absurd, there's groaning Unfailing, fault-finding groaning Although it's expected that everyone should like it Why do they say this and that? If there are complaints, it's better to just not look isn't it? Farewell