I’m getting on the bus to the other world, see ya!
あの世行きのバスに乗ってさらば。 "anoyo iki no basu ni notte saraba." "I’m getting on the bus to the other world, see ya!" By ツユ [tuyu]
I can’t count the lives I ruined when I was young,
I’d bury another small life with a nonchalant smile and get going home.
Looking back now, I should've been the first one to die
The cheerful atmosphere around me is too thick
Taking away my meaning for existence
Life lines are just needlessly long.
They're completely meaningless, nothing but creases.
The deepest part of my heart pointlessly laments at this view of life.
Just spitting out ideals that hurt my ears!
What’s the cost of a life that just wants to disappear?
You say I'm selfish?
You don’t even have a clue what I think!
In the end, after a few decades I’ll just be a nuisance.
So stab me, kill me, take my everything and leave me to rot.
I’m getting on the bus to the other world, see ya!
I still can’t forget all the times I was made fun of as a kid.
These unreasonable thoughts that I don’t even remember thinking just won’t go away
Looking back now, why did I just swallow the pain?
Ah, if only I had fought back...
Skulking about in a hazy crowd of people,
Displaying how much life is worth living.
And the “theory of happiness” is uselessly deep -
Just some words that don’t serve any purpose.
My lackluster shallow heart is just driven on impatience.
Nothing but time passes, and it can never come back...
What takes root in a life that just wants to disappear?
You say I’m a nuisance?
I don’t need your fucking opinion!
In the end, after a few decades it’ll just be the same thing...
So stab me, kill me, take my everything and leave me to rot.
Is there any meaning in a life that just wants to disappear?
Are there any dreams for a life that just wants to disappear?
There aren’t, are there!?
What’s the cost of a life that just wants to disappear?
“That must hurt.”
“I understand."
Don’t act as if you understand!
In the end, after a few decades I’ll still be in torment
So stab me, kill me, take my everything and leave me to rot.
So this is the only thing I can do,
My first and final struggle in vain…
I’m getting on the bus to the other world, see ya!
And yet I regret, and scream and the rain falls...