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Living for 1000 years Ah Spouting fixed phrases, yet another human A somewhat lovely public spectacle, aren't you? Staring at a vulgar life, ignoring everything I've been living for 1000 years inside this frame Some great person I don't know carved letters in stone and prayed Someone else who lost their mind smeared white paint all over it Waiting for a tedious proposal on top of junk When we exchange a hot kiss The horn blares Let's get by by pretending to be crazy Oh, Mom and Dad, of whom not even bones remain I wanted to know the name of the song I hummed, rat-ta-ta Humans who were put on a pedestal then dropped A somewhat ironic oxymoron, isn't it? Taking a cynical stance, ignoring everything Your feelings have been living for 1000 years How to fix being left-handed How to gouge out a wound that won't disappear It seems I've even forgotten how to erase the emotion of fear I don't know if it's evolution or degeneration But apparently, you can kill without even seeing a face It seems remembering life in a shack is just a waste Let's get by by pretending to be crazy Let's tell a somewhat funny story Ah-ha-ha, it's time to say goodbye to that day I cried my eyes out Humans who walked crookedly and tumbled down A somewhat ironic additional time I want to try betting on your feelings Will you be a slave tied by a single layer of tail skin Like this for the rest of your life? Do you still have the fangs to bite into a throat? Human with little time remaining I'll watch over you, so keep me entertained If you live a base life and create something Then your feelings might be able to live for 1000 years Who knows?