There's no flower in this world more beautiful than an artificial one
That's because everything is manufactured from lies
antipathy world
The rain of despair pelts my umbrella and
Dampens my bangs and the hidden side of my heart
Oh, it's all so troublesome
Before I knew it, the words had already withered
The fruit of the truth is ripening within me
Painting lies upon the mirror's reflection, a "makeup" of the loss of oneself
Papapparapappararappappa
Let's play a game where we count all the riddles
Tatattaratattararattatta
Why, oh why do we dance in this place?
I can't understand even the simplest of things; what even am I?
Even that, stirred by the hand of the night; Just like love, it disappears
I cried, still unable to say even goodbye, phony phony phony
Tangled up in lies, I am a phony
(antipathy world)
Before I knew it, the mimicked cries joined the unpleasant chorus
Their eyes, leery, are dissolving you
I am missing from the mirror's reflection, there is only a "fake" that everyone mistook for someone else
How do we live, as we crowd around and lust after that thing known as love?
I'm swimming today again, as the night-train is passing me by
Dance the night away!
Papapparapappararappappa
Let us sing and deceive with riddles
Tatattaratattararattatta
Why, oh why, does it hurt here so much?
I can't change these miserable days
This rain of despair just won't let up
I cried, still unable to say even goodbye, phony phony phony
I'm just tangled up in lies
I can't understand even the simplest of things; what even am I?
Even that, stirred by the hand of the night; Just like love, (it disappears, disappears)
Goodbye, see you later, I murmured; phony, phony, phony
Tangled up in lies, I am a phony
Only the artificial flowers know this secret phony
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