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Eva Rage
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Osaka Vice
Yeah, look, this world is obsolete,
You can go your whole life living via sheep,
How am I to sleep in a city that never sleeps?
No keys for escape or delete, stuck in fake chic but,
Crack a cold Yebisu, ramen with leek,
Exhale black menthol, life is muzukashii,
This bay keeps me at bay, I see the sea,
And the breeze sweeps me off my feet into the heat, of the night,
Lights neon like glowing glass ones,
Shine bright shadows in the streets under the sun,
Walking through the town feels like nobody is around,
But in the middle of these crowds invisible to the square ones,
It's ironic 'cause everyone thinks they're the one,
While we're young, and then we're content with a month to month,
All grown up, still buying bentos for lunch,
Forever on a quest walking towards the Land of the Rising Sun.
Ethereal is the landscape, skyscrapers are man made,
Hello, please bow, no handshakes,
Nostalgic is the mind state, a place with virtually no crime rate,
But radiation and earthquakes,
Run rampant, maple syrup over pancakes,
I only see it as it is at night through lampshades,
Shuffling through life in a masquerade,
But I'm struggling to survive in this mask they made,
Matter must decay so I've been mechanized, see,
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A sacrifice I made was that nobody'd recognize me,
Though I'm immortal I am a specialized being,
Designed to obey but proscribed to be able to see,
Glazing over Provoke magazine leaves,
But can't understand them when my brain is machine,
If it's all in my head, I'll take out these batteries,
To make sense of these vagaries of the Japanese, ah please.
I'm modest, but they want us to be modish,
Not honest, Blake's Tyger corrupts all and they know this,
Look at it with a lens, we'll give you a bonus,
That 200E Benz looks mighty fresh now don't it?
Every night these thoughts make me feel hopeless,
Kamen Rider and Ultraman are broke trope shit,
If the roads are teeming with ignored homeless,
And I'm sitting here waiting for the day I go cordless,
But they could never hear a pen drop,
The clouds are purple, so the rain's stopped,
Traipsing in circles like the hands of a clock,
Robots are universal so how can they stop,
Cogito airgo summ, damn, I forgot,
Kore kara dousuru, turn on BS1 watch,
The news or everything deadpan not distraught,
While I feast on this Vermont Curry that's topnotch, what.
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