Don't get me wrong,
I'm content with being an asshole and feeling like shit,
but is it too much to ask for a change of scenery?
Well, surely I can't be the only one with this problem.
Do they talk about me when I'm not around?
I know it’s stupid to think that I'm any more important than anyone else.
If not me, who could I be?
I can't tell if the world is big or small,
but I hope it leaves my friends alone.
I won't act like I'm not still traumatized.
Just because we joke about it doesn't mean we're not kept up at night.
Yeah, okay, I'm still not over it.
We rest our heads on thinning pillows,
I reflect on which friends I've seen crying.
In the winter, I hoped I'd see you. In the summer, I wanted to die.
Maybe that's just how I remember it.
Sometimes I think that I miss you.
from Pop Spirit #2,
released May 31, 2019
Vocals: Megurine Luka V4E
Everything else: Hazel