sand planet // reality

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(fanmade) lyrics: *music* occasionally, there is lightning in the desert... but usually, it's barren as always. burning and barren with few oases. it's a sandy planet. perhaps it's become this way due to boredom? or perhaps the reason is overworking. our rare rainstorms are all that keep us sane. it's a sandy planet. lazily, brainlessly, laying around. a prayer escaped... if "our queen" is still alive somewhere, can she return quickly?! yea, another day, sun goes down. to you, 1,000 dumb ideas, bye-bye-bye. if it finally rains, catch the lighting, after that, it's a choice of keep or discard. yea, another day, sun goes down... to you, moronic "humans" it is bye-bye-bye no water or friendship can grow the grass back. the only real excitement is something like "happy birthday." I remark over and over, sinking deeper in my pillow. go take another cake from the cupboard, singing the whole time. cracking jokes, careless as can be. no one could ever tell that she was hurting. there's no water in the well right now, so tap away at the console. hey, hey, hey~ you, and I, we should rendezvous somewhere thrilling, like no other place. right now it's pa-pa-paranoia without any "my hero." screaming at herself, covering her ears. take the stored thunder, sketch it out, and hope for the best! if it goes well, it's back to the dusty dance hall. and perhaps, if you're lucky, it will turn into a streak! shape the electronic lines until it's bedtime! *music* depression, boredom, fear, knocking on the cage bars. a prayer escaped. does your heart jump at the things that I do? if it doesn't then I guess i'll cease... yea, it's still that girls my age don't cry. to my fear, it will never be bye-bye-bye... do you people know of anything? that would be worth any sane person's time? yea, wishing I could turn back time. to the things I love, eventually, it's bye-bye-bye unsure if it's boredom or loneliness, I beg for attention. sing and dance cuz it's happy birthday! but then, the sun sets and it's all over again. I loved you dearly, but now it's bye-bye reality slapped me in the conscious again. sing and dance cuz it's happy birthday! but then, the sun sets and it's all over again. I loved you dearly, but now it's bye-bye reality slapped me in the conscious again... *music* yea, another day, sun goes down. to my joyful nostalgia, it's bye-bye-bye if you end up feeling anything, then trap it. and nitpick until it's tolerable. yea, another day, sun goes down. to you, moronic "humans" it is bye-bye-bye no water or friendship can grow the grass back. maybe, feel the wind blowing along, and remember when you were alive.