I'm alive but I don't have nearly enough time,
Today and tomorrow, I just keep getting weighed down more by all the info
Looking down and tapping away, walking through a morning full of nothing
The eyes all around feel like weapons pointed at me

Earn all the love put into a heart-shape
My sense of self-pride turns into handcuffs around me
Living life day-to-day conveying it all through glances
This lifestyle that I had looked up to
Really doesn't like me at all, it seems

I just want to believe, I just want to believe,
That there's somewhere outside of this world of mine

Once this love leaves the honeymoon phase,
Don't let go of me, okay?
And once I've ran away so skillfully with my life,
Yeah, just let me drown in this superiority, superiority
Once this transparent tomorrow has ended,
Then please break me apart completely, Ironina
The fact that it's such an empty, empty thing;
Don't realize it yet, realize it yet
I wiped at my wet, wet eyes

Don't devour it; the feeling of snacking away,
With a surface-level empty love, so carefreely
"To soak in such forcefully welled-up feelings, 
It's just futile, futile, futile!"
If I sing and dance, would the masses find it enjoyable?
And if I can't, I'll be the odd one out?
Succumbing to the perception of threat,
The number of tasteless fruits just keep going up and up, see

I just want to believe, I just want to believe
That there's a me that's managed to accomplish anything
I just want to believe, I just want to believe
That I can say goodbye to these days that get narrower and narrower

Once this love cools off,
Don't let go of me, okay?
And once I've ran away so skillfully with my life,
Yeah, just let me drown in this superiority, superiority
Once this transparent tomorrow has ended,
Then please paint over me completely, Ironina
The fact that it's such an empty, empty thing;
Don't realize it yet, realize it yet
It's fine like that, forever

Once this evening has cooled off,
Even the fact that I'm alive is pure irony
And once I've ran away so skillfully with my life,
Yeah, just let me drown in this melancholy, melancholy
With such transparent words, please
Just keep saving me like this, Ironina
The fact of how sad a thing that is;
Don't realize it yet, realize it yet
I tightly grasped the hand you stretched out to me

This song itself is pure irony