Late night broadcast The TV looks at me with its blue eyes No matter how often I change the channel I can't escape that gaze No matter how many times I look in the fridge It's the same answer, an answer I'm used to hearing The timelimit is about up I need more time, let me be Oh no, this is a parody But to me, it's my life story Without waiting for me, the clock Pretends not to know anything I know, it's a common story But to me, it's my life story Not being some copy of someone else I'll write the rest of it from now Facing the same way with everyone else It's the freeway It's just a coincidence When the road split, it was sudden Hurry me to the seventh floor, please
The elevator is unusually small But no one else is here, so I feel safe Set me free from "thoughtfulness" Oh no, everything's a parody But to everyone, it's a true story Without putting any strength into it You pretend that you don't need anything I know a couple that looks just like us But they do nothing but argue Without putting much priority on it I'll read the rest of it from now Oh no, this is probably a parody I'm sure for someone, it's a fake story I can't wear any shoes but my own That's alright, since I can walk like that I know, it's a common story But to me, it's a real story Without waiting for the rest of it I'll go to see you from now