- Hold on sec. young lady with that baby in your belly
- And that body with so little innocent left.
- Is that stupid, pathetic little
- Brain of yours thinking you’re so naïve and pure?
- Get a grip, you fool.
- Hold on one sec. young man.
- What kind of scum are you?
- Now that you’ve plucked that little girl’s precious flower
- And promised her the moon,
- You’re taking to your heels?
- Leaving her with a few casual words?!
- Go to hell, you asshole.
- “When, oh when is it coming out?
- Pregnant girl, oh pregnant girl.”
- Just some cheap “sumpathy”
- Born from between the sheets,
- For you, my dear
- Thought you certainly seem fond of that cynical
- Mocking attitude.
- In the end,
- Everyone shall end up in the bottom of Hell
- (They’ll all be dragged down there.)
- Aaa
- (Alas)The hero of justice is crying,
- Now that the happiness
- He fought so hard to gain
- After some mutual fondling and fulfilling
- Has been taken from him.
- How much easier it would be
- If only he could forget
- Those moments of much embracing,
- Fighting and sharing
- Scraped skin full of scabs,
- Incredible points of pleasure
- Such ridiculousness, with a
- Hint of lovingness
- Don’t tell me, you’re falling back into that silly,
- I want everything my way mode?
- Looks like you’ve still got a lot to learn
- Is it about time?
- “Gotta catch up with everyone!”
- With some mindless babble mixed in?
- “Stuc wandering in this maze!”
- Eyes growing teary?
- “The lost child is trying hard!”
- In the first place, we’re all supposed to become
- The bulding blocks for the future.
- (Such is our lot in life.)
- Aaa
- (Alas) The tragic heroine is crying,
- Now that the happiness
- She managed to seize
- After much prettying up
- And putting up with the pains
- Has been taken from her.
- How much easier it would be
- If only she could forget
- Those memories of sharing,
- Sparring and mutual comforting
- Even if you bluff it,
- Your lie’s gonna come out.
- Even if you you’re scared,
- There’s still gonna be some blood.
- Look, the cut you tried to hide is reopening
- “Even if you don’t like it,
- The wounds are gonna hurt.”
- Recalling the memories from back then,
- When we fooled around,
- Gazing into each other’s eyes,
- Talking about our future.
- I feel like wallowing a little in
- These pessimistic thoughts,
- Back then,
- When I’d run up to you,
- And we’d nestle close, laughing together.
- I just wanna forget about it all