Vocaloid-An Idiot's Drug (Eng.)

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The source I got them from I don't really trust, so they might be completely different from the video above. This was sadly the only source I could find for the lyrics, as the song itself isn't all that popular.

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night sky bright, it makes my tongue-like eyes

scoop it up and take it in
wallow in this world that's given nothing back
gettin' dizzy as it spins

pennilessly pandering, i walk around the town
staggering on wobbling roads
getting caught in rushes just to board the last train
to the graves they take their loads

somehow, easier than i thought it would be
faulty brakes and broken signs
look for them hastily, try putting on a show
really, this is my desire

i don't wanna drink, but i swallow it down
spitting simply just won't do
neverending journey lingers, stuttering its way
i know that you want some too

brain's turning twisting, guess it works on me
whatever this drug may be, and the
side effects work triple, tell me how can that be?
yes, it's this kind of drug for me
all my life, absent and distracted fallacies
there goes my future, see
look, will i ever be cured, will i ever be set free?
all from a dullard's drug for me

in a shabby bar, where the simpletons all go
drunkards swaying to and fro
biting on their fingernails and peeling off their skin
no idea of where to go

tavern girl steps up, and she opens up her shop
into madness we shall go
coming from the inside, there a child is crying out-
"as for the shop, it's closed."

what a tiring end to the comfort that i feel
going on for all eternity
look, i'm just a sheep, i'm following the lines in all my dreams
all from a dullard's drug, you see
ah, ego driven desperation bare for all to see
but i just don't give a damn
self-awareness, i'm oblivious, is this the end i see?
it's all this dullard's drug, not me

basic bitches, we are all statistics and the whole world's just a bore
lottery, winning it
donations, we're killing it
good weather tomorrow
'cause god said so

so mix, mix them up, the drinks, lap them up
and if it rains today again i'll crawl around, break down
i'll be shaking like a leaf

on my brain, my incompetent dreams
on my brain, on my miserable dreams
i guess that it's working well on me
and the side effects work triple, tell me how can that be?
yes, it's this kind of drug for me
all my life, absent and distracted fallacies
there goes my future, see
look, will i ever be cured, will i ever be set free?
'cause of this dullard's drug, ah

what a tiring end to the comfort that i feel
going on for all eternity
look, i'm just a sheep, i'm following the lines in all my dreams
all from a dullard's drug, you see
my old self-awareness is going, gone
my old desperation is going, gone
one day, will i wake up, just to sink into the ground?
if it's really that late then gimme one more cup
please  

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