Mayu - Paper Pistol - (VOCALOID ORIGINAL)

 =´ ᯅ `= sorry for the long long wait... being a super smart (and cute) scholar takes up a lot of time ... alas.....!!!!! - art / mv - umbrabyte lyrics / music - umbrabyte vocals - Mayu - tumblr - umbrabyte.tumblr.com spotify - umbrabyte - instrumental : https://drive.google.com/file/d/11qQoUDmshArtx2jXlmEerNBC8aSGlZ70 vsqx : https://drive.google.com/file/d/12KVA8eO6TrOw9AmfWhW5lXrwgn5Kqhfo - lyrics ----- Your taste and sight, they can't be found A glass bullet in a five-sense round Will grey this world with a linear sound Nothing more than a hallowing doubt And so I aim at the downcast view A precise shot, one to fire straight through And to you, I'm a damn-near fool To aim my paper pistol at the moon Is this fabric reality Going to force me to choose Between paper and opaque bones To mimic warmth under this dome? How can I be satisfied with this pseudo-life That you and I are meant to survive? And if I aim my paper pistol If I aim right for the middle If I aim, precise and careful Either way, I'm labeled 'sinful' To be perfectly parallel With ecstasy is a common dream And still, we all torture ourselves With ideals that we cannot reach Stuck in a trance with a 'lesser' me Taking our stance in a barren sea It's easy to take your aim and shoot It's easy to kill the 'you' you once knew In this fabric reality, There is nothing left to lose Patching up the cloth with paper, Blend your senses with the trigger Tell me, are you satisfied With this pseudo-life? Conforming to the rules of 'Paradise'? "So, with your hands of peeling mâché, With an unmatched accurate aim, Without letting your pistol sway, Press it to your heart and..." Pierce the dome, ZERO interval, A perfect world for a steady wormhole To paint this world in a fair halftone, And live our lives in an outcast zone Look above to see the sky fluoresce, as the ground disintegrates to sand And even when you become mindless I'll be there, paper pistol in hand