To grab everyone's hearts, I use psychic powers 
For questionnaire postcards, I battle desperately 
I train, I fall in love, I join hands with my rival, 
But the end in a few days' time seems already a certainty... 

I was born pushing through the popular and out-of-fashion; 
I've been folded, I've been read through, but I'll still stand tall, won't I? 

The fast-forwarding of time, life so easily discarded, 
Is it all, is it all so the story can be concluded? 
As I vomit out my ink-black blood... 

shouting of my honest feelings, a lineup of stale symbols, 
It's wrong, it's wrong, it's wrong, it's wrong, it's wrong, it's wrong, it's wrong - ain't it? 
Thinking about my reason for being born, an [bad word] book character; 
It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts... 

Bye-bye... 

name that goes nowhere dries out people's lips 
Backgrounds which no one sees lean heavy on sketch lines 

Unremarkable throwaway characters look this way silently 
Caught in a square quagmire, my feet are stuck, I'm sinking... 

Tracks scurrying every which way, plots polished to a sheen, 
No one needs them, there's no need for them anymore; 
Fellowship, effort, victory - where did they go? 

The mass-produced aspiration, the violence that kills with numbers, 
It's great, it's great, it's great, it's great, it's great, it's great, it's great - ain't it! 
An "I protected the one I love," an [bad word] conclusion, 
It's bitter, it's bitter, it's bitter, it's bitter, it's bitter, it's bitter, it's bitter, it's bitter, it's bitter, it's bitter, it's bitter, it's bitter... 

The story that was meant to be drawn 
Is twisting beyond the deadline... 

Cold-hearted voices, reluctant voices, 
Fading away at low altitude, in a monochrome hierarchy... 

Beginning at page one and going to meet the final page, 
That journey, my journey is meeting its end 
But will it remain in anyone's memory? 
Will it remain? 

The miracles that happen [bad word]  the realities, [bad word]  
I hate, I hate, I hate, I hate, I hate, I hate, I hate - jump! 
shout for someone to help, a lineup of stale symbols, 
It's wrong, it's wrong, it's wrong, it's wrong, it's wrong, it's wrong... 

The character in that [bad word] looks a lot like you; 
It hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts, it hurts... 

Please look forward to the master's next production, 
Please look forward to the master's next production 
Please look forward to the master's next production, 
Please look forward to the master's...