Hated by life itself. english ver. 【Oktavia】命に嫌われている。【英語で歌ってみた】

Don’t you wish for death
When you’re feeling weak!
Hardships aren’t as hard
As they seem to be!”
Sure, say that all you want

You’re not fooling me
With those words you never mean
While I don’t care to die
I don’t mind a bit
But someone I love?
... God, I think I’d wish I did
I suppose “Because I won’t like it”
Is all my ego is
Happy to gaze upon the
Pain of the haven’t-met
Cowering in our hatred
Has become a fashion trend
Even so, we’re supposed to
“live a peaceful lifе”?
Even though I bet it’s nice
I bеt we’ve tried
Someone succumbs behind

The colors of the monitor
Deep in grief, another weeps
By singing in their honor
Hearing that song

A humming young boy wandered
Off with a knife and an offer

Everybody hated well by life itself

We’ll never know
Why they force code
And ego on the radio
Day-to-day, they’re singing out
"I'll take you down”, but then again
Who takes when they’re
Really being generous?
Everybody hated well by life itself

We’ll never know
Why “I want to die”
Is treated like another joke
That world where we see
The worth in growing old
Anybody hated well by life itself
Will never know

Penniless again, through the day anew

I decide to praise the
Lazy and sing out of tune
Lost upon life’s meaning
I take in the truth
Breathe and see there isn’t
Anything I’m meant to do
Would these wounds be
Better off expressed
With the lowly illustration
“I’m so lonely” suggests?
Shouldering nothing
But this stubbornness
I’m nothing but alone when I go to bed
Kids with passion
To play make-believe will
Become young adults
With a will to achieve
As we age, there comes a day
We fester like a falling leaf
Carried down without a clue
To prove we ever breathed…
Breathing on for centuries

In a deathless design
Bored for eternity, the only to survive…
…These are the kinds of sci-fi
Dreams always on my mind

Numb to the pain

Can I die? Though I’m not afraid
All the same, I have to pay attention
To the hearts I’d break
Lost in conflicting thoughts
I'm sure they’d have a lot to say
Yes, I can guess what they’d convey:
“Perfect things need to stay as
Perfect as they always were.”

“If you can’t confront demise
Then live the life you don’t deserve.”
Since we’re bound to end up
Sad and back to being hurt
We should laugh with the

Friends we lack forever

Everybody hated well by life itself

We’ll never know
Why we claim to get the
Happiness we haven’t shown
Angered by our past hands
Past, as we complain aloud
We smile while pretending
That we’re better now
Everybody hated well by life itself

We’ll never know
Why “So long” took on the meaning of

“I wanna go”
That time where “Goodbye”
Implied “For now, I hope”
Anybody hated well by life itself
Will never know

Contentment and exits

Affection and friendships-
They’re gifts you can get for your money
…Within but a whimsical fantasy
I could be dead tomorrow
Yet I’m sure in some way

When I go, I’ll get to know
My life was such a waste
Through daylight and stardom

Through springtime and autumn
We die everyday, and
That’s exactly why I chase
No wishes or visions;
Since all I can afford
Is protecting your life, I ask
For that and nothing more
Of course… That’s surely

All I’ll ever need to sing for

Hated well by life itself

We’ll never know
What makes the meaning

Matter when we die alone
It’ll taint you, it’ll taint two
Soon enough, the rest of us
Will sink like a leaf into
Anywhere we know it’s not for
Naught, ‘cause we don’t stop

Going out and off, always
Giving everything we got
To killing, to kicking
To grinning, to gritting
Living, living, living, living

Living on