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Unhappy Refrain
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A shotgun and a Telecaster - words aligned in rows, so unhappy
Alone, on the streets of the city - do you despise the sounds of gunfire?
Singing until my voice gives - how much time have I wasted?
Finally you came into my hands, so I can't very well let you go, now can I?
"The one-man performance was a great success!"
In my head, it's romanticized, a comic
We're all out of bullets already - so can we retrace our steps here?
Countless times we've cherry-picked perfectly to our convenience
We've said bye-bye to indecent living - so we'll soon be picked up, won't we?
Dizzy from going and making mistakes...
Teach me how to turn back, please...
There's nothing more I lack, no more -
That so? That so, that so, that so, that so...
If you say so, then is it, oh, is it lucky?
After thirty-nine seconds turning and turning on repeat, I saw it - is that happy?
I can't say I quite understand!
Countless sounds piled upon each other, and neither an end nor a beginning comes
In short, all told, there's no point to it...
And it would seem you don't get it either, huh?
Beyond the screen, she was falling;
an upside-down girl, an adult's world.
A shotgun and a Telecaster - there's not a single word, so unlucky
Wounded all over, it's game over;
doesn't it hurt just to look at?
After a harsh stumble, I gave up on "one more time";
each rolling was an erring - and each one had you rolling in laughter
The one-man performance was a great success - sentimental after the festival
It's a unanimous breakup - so can we turn ourselves around here?
Singing until my voice gives - how much time am I wasting?
Finally you came into my hands - say, how are you faring?
Unpleasant dreams recur, making me uneasy...
It's the fate for those who've forgotten how to err...
Please, please make me what I want to be -
"No more. No more."
That so? That so? That so?
Why is it, oh, why is it happy?
Four in the morning with empty eyes, wandering lost, and wherever I end up - is that happy?
But this is just so fatiguing...
Why is this, oh, why is this happy?
I'm sprawled out on a road with no end in sight,
and it's crumbling to pieces
At any rate, it would seem you're in the way...
If you say so, then is it, oh, is it happy?
After thirty-nine seconds turning and turning on repeat, I saw it - is that lucky?
Strange, because I'm not seeing any reward...
Sounds only piling upon each other, and neither an end nor a beginning comes
In short, all told, there's no point!
Right, then, I'll be jumping off right away!
Beyond the screen, she was falling;
an upside-down girl, an adult's world.
Is that...?
Poo-tee-weet?