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A song about having an unwanted child.
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By believing in those lies with no gracefulness or tact,
What I realized then, what I realized then
Was that I had reached a point where there was no turning back.
By ignoring how dark my wounded heart had slowly become,
I understood then, I understood then
That I had reached a point where my woes could not be overcome.
Ah, being born as a child of someone like that,
And despised just 'cause your life is making you sad;
I knew it came from denying mistakes made by us two,
And the empty shell this love has turned to.
I learned that a child, still naive and nervous,
Trying to act like a lady is totally worthless,
Such a person would only be reborn as a slave,
That is her role to play.
Let's put an end to this cycle of rebirth,
Let's destroy everything that's left in this earth,
In that dream of "peace" and of having any worth.
Let's leave these lackluster idols behind,
See past the status quo so messily entwined,
Cut down the conformity warping our minds.
You were born worthless, just a burden, and
No matter how hard you try,
The only thing you have to look forward to
So it's better to just wipe away those tears flowing out
And gracefully accept your own defeat now;
So we can live a happy life after all.
By indulging in those lies with no gracefulness or tact,
What I realized then, what I realized then
Was that I had reached a point where that dream had begun to crack.
By easily spouting those dark words that hurt within,
I understood then, I understood then
That I had reached a point where I could not escape my sin.
Ah, being born in a manner that is so clumsy,
And persecuted by nausea directed at me;
I knew it came from denying our love's fated failure,
And its dysfunctional nature.
I learned that a child, still naive and nervous,
Trying to act like a lady is totally worthless,
I'll grant to you, who I have not met, what you yearn for,
Saying βI don't want to be born.β
Let's put an end to this cycle of rebirth,
Let's destroy everything that's left in this earth,
In that dream of "peace" and of having any worth.
Escape from everything ever created,
Evade emotions made so complicated,
The grave conditions that have been integrated.
Self-questioning, thinking dangerous thoughts,
The nature of a love that's been consumed and now rots;
Saying βlook at the presentβ, I've already cut off
Those harsh words and defeated conclusion.
Believing in such words as βat least we're alive, that's what mattersβ
And being reborn as a slave, that's the
Only role I'll ever play.
The strange pleasure that comes from cutting off connections as I spit out my words of gloom;
Losing your own safety, a new helpless victim appears in a hidden and isolated room;
I wonder if I will understand this world once I'm able to make sense of what all these sickly feelings mean?
I wonder if I will understand whatever comes after once I make sense of what all this deep-seated pain means?
Been able to laugh for a long time now,
The memories that keep on building and piling up
Both of my eyes keep getting wetter and wetter still,
I need to let go of what has reached it's end.
You were born worthless, just a burden, and
No matter how hard you try,
The only thing you have to look forward to
So it's better to just wipe away those tears flowing out,
And so, will you depart and let go of doubt?
Or will you be reborn again after all?
And maybe then, you will find where you belong,
And live happily, for you've done nothing wrong.