The Notes of a Self-Loathing Misanthrope / vflower (Original VOCALOID Song)

WARNING: Bright colors, shaky images, smoking, and topics of nihilism and self-loathing. (Duh.) - chat i put my whole naphussy into this one. (sorry not sorry) in all seriousness i'm really proud with how this song turned out! the lyrics mean a lot to me because they were based off of bits of literature i really love. its not perfect by any means but i genuinely sincerely hope you guys like it! ALSO apologies for not finishing this sooner! i was planning on getting it done a week prior but exams were in the way and i was also preoccupied with watching sk8 the infinity (worth it) but nevertheless, its here!! - inst. + some knick-knacks: https://drive.google.com/drive/u/4/folders/1xEF5D5jDNTDpEBGnnCS76u0xcWx-DdC7 - i missed the ship to success; my green light's come to pass. how long until this old train leads me into a crash? i firmed my grip on the sand but nothing gold can last a trophy's lost in a memory i'll never get back so tell me brother, what the hell should i do? i think i'll run away and leave behind the life that i knew. (i'll play the fool) seeking comfort in a path i can't choose seems more ideal than the thought of dying at 22 so won't you tell me what to do? please- rid me of my excuses; comprehending such complexities will surely be the death of me. break what makes me cognitive so every sewn soliloquy won't prick my thumbs and knees. no way will i abide; if i conform to such normality, i'll question my morality. revoke me of my license to be a homosapien, 'cuz everything is caving in. my neurons tangled and now my psyche's rearranged theres a dichotomy 'tween me and the kids my age one day they'll find a resolve to kill a mockingjay was it for this did the sun wake up the earth's clay? "all your problems can be solved with a smile stand up straight, just you wait, you'll walk on cinnamon tiles" (a brand new style) 20 words i've got displayed in an aisle "oh, can't you throw away the yesterdays just once in a while? return that springtime sunny smile" just- rid me of my excuses; comprehending such complexities will surely be the death of me. break what makes me cognitive so every sewn soliloquy won't prick my thumbs and knees. no way will i abide; if i conform to such normality, i'll question my morality. revoke me of my license to be a homosapien, 'cuz everything is caving in. stop, drop, and roll so it goes even so we know the fire won't reach respite it feeds on the teeth of the beasts that are tethered to a thousand stalagmites circumvent then be left double-bent knees a-knocking from the sunset's sick of sin professor, can't you get me out of where i'm in? oh where do i begin? fix me up a new mind a new cerebrum that won't hinder me by heightened sensitivity say their eyes aren't on mine oh what a maudlin kind of comedy the fuck is wrong with me? rid me of my excuses; comprehending such complexities will surely be the death of me. break what makes me cognitive so every sewn soliloquy won't prick my thumbs and knees. no way will i abide; if i conform to such normality, i'll question my morality. revoke me of my license to be a homosapien, 'cuz everything is caving in. - #VOCALOID #originalsong #vocaloidsong