Abstract Nonsense - Neru

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Scribbled on paper are ideas and theories I'm proud of
Yet no one gives them a glance, crumbling to dust in the air
My future plans, woven in lead, I find are just a bunch of
Controversial fantasies

Listen closely, you'll find a plan is being whispered by them
"The truth is, that girl is only a puppet in monochrome"
The master's heart tied down, the only noise that reaches me is
A numerical symphony

Aah, stamp a sticker with a price to my head
Aah, even this life is held and forced to wait
I'll round it out

It's all so pointless, I just want it to stop
Sticking my body out the window
It's all so boring, I'm getting tired
Yet still, I can't make myself end it all
It's all so pointless, I just want it to stop
Stabbing needles in to numb the pain
It's all so boring, I'm getting tired
All I can do is eat these cakes and take a desperate breath

Everybody dangles in the air without ever knowing
Their heads are all screwed on just a little bit too loose for me
Between the jobs I'm chained to, my life has become nothing but
A friendship factory

Raising my antenna to hear the whispers of their planning
"It turns out that she's just a monkey of the mass media"
All the psychic scams sold in screeching pleas to the crowded streets
Existential industries

Aah, you should come here and join me in this hell
Aah, how many people will you kill like that?
I'll round it out

It's all so pointless, I just want it to stop
Pressing knives desperately to my chest
It's all so boring, I'm getting tired
Yet still, my arms refuse to take the plunge
It's all so pointless, I just want it to stop
Submerging my head inside my bath
It's all so boring, I'm getting tired
And really, it's not like it'll cost me anything

Aah, keep crawling on your knees like a beggar
Aah, the proof will never be finished like that
I'll round it out

It's all so pointless, I just want it to stop
Darting out into the crowded streets
It's all so boring, I'm getting tired
So I'll run as far as I can go

It's all so pointless, I just want it to stop
Shaking hands hold a gun to my head
It's all so boring, I'm getting tired
Yet all I ever do is fantasize
God, I just want to cry, god, it hurts so bad
Without anyone to cling to, my voice is
Mocked by everyone, ignored by everyone
That's all to say, I'm nothing but a worthless piece of trash

Tomorrow, the rain will come for sure.