[INTRO]
...-visible
...miserable
...-phemeral
...visceral

[V1]
Another day, another bout with depression
Morbid mentality steady gets the best of
Me, nope, no glee in my vision
And my will to live is just about diminished
Too scared to die, but I still feel unsafe
My one sanctuary's my own headspace
Where I wonder how's it feel to be someone special?
To be happy, full of presence with a perfect vessel?
But (why?) Why was I born like this
When they don't treat those like me with kindness?
Just a nervous wreck afraid of things to come
Trapped by anxiety with no means to run
Man forget it, enough is enough
I'm sick of trying to keep it all together, man I'm dropping the bluff
I'd rather lucid dream than face the future
In a perfect world I'll finally be useful...

[HOOK]
Don't wanna walk in a world where I feel so invisible
I'd rather thrive in a perfect dream where I won't be miserable
My own great escape where my time's anything but ephemeral
The only way I can bear it and cope with the pain, so visceral

[V2]
This is everything I've ever wanted
Perfect body, and you know I'm gonna flaunt it
Got "friends" as far as the eyes can see
And the one that I love has their eyes on me
No one judges me for my vices
It's all perfect, but perhaps the nicest
Part is that I have free reign to destroy
Every little thing that pisses me off, such joy
But (why?) Why do I still feel empty?
Because these stupid killjoys won't let me
Exist in my own headspace like I planned
And they’re blocking all my goals, I just don’t understand
This ain't what I was promised, I'm struggling to defend
My better way of life from my so-called "friends"
Trying to lecture me and tell me what's best for me
Screw off, you're all dead to me!

[HOOK]

[V3]
What kind of creator am I?
I became a victim of my own design
This perfect space that was meant to protect me
And my mental fragility now rejects me
I'm at my limit, I'm losing my hold
On my sanity and the world around me’s so cold
Like, do I have to get blood on my hands
Just to give my sorry self a fighting chance?
But (why?) am I now the same monster I made
To destroy the negativity and keep the charade
That everything was fine and nothing was out of place
But now I can’t recognize my own damn face
God, I’m pathetic
I thought this was right for me but now I regret it
I tried outrun my mental health
And these made-up people had to save me from myself

[BRIDGE]
Akane Shinjo - "I was afraid... I'm such a coward!"
Rikka Takarada - "I know all of the things you are, Akane. Promise me: wherever you go, you'll make an impression..."

[FINAL HOOK]
So I'll walk on my own in a world where I feel so invisible
Can't run from the truth, lest I run the risk of staying miserable
I gotta make a move cuz I know that my time is ephemeral
I need to stay strong, help me fight through the pain, so visceral