I see... ♪ [well, it doesn't matter if she sings it, right? So she might as well. Besides, she has to.]
OK, Master. I'll sing it for you.
[it's already programmed to play this song, so she just starts up the music again. 25 seconds later, she sings on cue.]
♪♫♪ Inconsiderate assumptions make everything below my brain crumble Future plans sung from lead, a controversial fantasy Opening my ears, I hear their talk. That girl is really a monochrome puppet Her master controls her heart, a variable symphony
Ah, put a price tag on me Ah, make me repeat a year of life, rounding to the nearest half
This is useless, I want it to stop, I put my face out of the window This is boring, I'm tired of it, but I don't have the courage to die This is useless, I want it to stop, I'm injecting my wrist This is boring, I'm tired of it, I eat the cake and take a deep breath
He and everyone else is hanging, their screws are never tight enough Living double lives, a friendship factory Raising my antenna, I hear their talk. That girl is also a media monkey A fraudulent way of business with a shrill voice, a dustley of existence
Ah, come here too Ah, how many have I killed, rounding up to the nearest half
This is useless, I want it to stop, aiming my knife for the chest This is boring, I'm tired of it, but I'm not prepared to suffer This is useless, I want it to stop, even my head is soaked This is boring, I'm tired of it, but I'm only thinking that
Ah, crawling like a beggar Ah, that's proof that you're done, rounding up to the nearest half
This is useless, I want it to stop, I fly out onto the highway This is boring, I'm tired of it, I'll stop halfway
This is useless, I want it to stop. I shoot a gun into my temple This is boring, I'm tired of it, but that's only a delusion But I want to cry, this is painful, and I have no one to cling to This voice is foolish, ignore it, in the end I'm nothing but normal trash
It will surely rain tomorrow ♪♫♪
[As she sings, she pantomimes the graphic things outlined in the song. It's all true, every word. Unlike some songs, where she is telling a character's story or conveying the Producer, the master's visions, she's sure this song was written for her personally. It's incredibly painful. And by the end of it, the dark Rin that was tormenting her is on the ground dying. A few tears start to flow out, and she doesn't notice.]
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Date: 2011-11-20 01:30 am (UTC)OK, Master. I'll sing it for you.
[it's already programmed to play this song, so she just starts up the music again. 25 seconds later, she sings on cue.]
♪♫♪ Inconsiderate assumptions make everything below my brain crumble
Future plans sung from lead, a controversial fantasy
Opening my ears, I hear their talk. That girl is really a monochrome puppet
Her master controls her heart, a variable symphony
Ah, put a price tag on me
Ah, make me repeat a year of life, rounding to the nearest half
This is useless, I want it to stop, I put my face out of the window
This is boring, I'm tired of it, but I don't have the courage to die
This is useless, I want it to stop, I'm injecting my wrist
This is boring, I'm tired of it, I eat the cake and take a deep breath
He and everyone else is hanging, their screws are never tight enough
Living double lives, a friendship factory
Raising my antenna, I hear their talk. That girl is also a media monkey
A fraudulent way of business with a shrill voice, a dustley of existence
Ah, come here too
Ah, how many have I killed, rounding up to the nearest half
This is useless, I want it to stop, aiming my knife for the chest
This is boring, I'm tired of it, but I'm not prepared to suffer
This is useless, I want it to stop, even my head is soaked
This is boring, I'm tired of it, but I'm only thinking that
Ah, crawling like a beggar
Ah, that's proof that you're done, rounding up to the nearest half
This is useless, I want it to stop, I fly out onto the highway
This is boring, I'm tired of it, I'll stop halfway
This is useless, I want it to stop. I shoot a gun into my temple
This is boring, I'm tired of it, but that's only a delusion
But I want to cry, this is painful, and I have no one to cling to
This voice is foolish, ignore it, in the end I'm nothing but normal trash
It will surely rain tomorrow ♪♫♪
[As she sings, she pantomimes the graphic things outlined in the song. It's all true, every word. Unlike some songs, where she is telling a character's story or conveying the Producer, the master's visions, she's sure this song was written for her personally. It's incredibly painful. And by the end of it, the dark Rin that was tormenting her is on the ground dying. A few tears start to flow out, and she doesn't notice.]