“Lying is my forte, you know?”
“But I’m not so good at being honest…”
“It’s kinda funny, actually…”
“My truest tales sound the most false!”

A floating, bebop sensation, as the night diffuses my reflection
Shining with the two-beat - I guess it's okay to complain sometimes, huh?
Hey, can I talk for a bit? It’s about some stupid, hurtful habits,
But I can’t keep still anymore - it’s just a short tale; you up for one?

Well, I guess I’ll get talking. There’s something unique, unusual about me;
I’ve disguised it as common, but it’s always troubled me
One day - feels about ten years ago - a “monster” spoke to me,
Gulped down my heart, and said “Keep on lying!”

Since then, I’ve been a true liar,
Nothing and no one I couldn’t fool
I guess I’ve been reduced to a “monster”…
…Hey, sorry! Don’t cry, now! It’s all just a tall tale, okay?

Oh my, dirty! So disgraceful! I falsify it all;
So I say - but doesn’t this truth seem a little uncanny?
I’m deceiving, turn the other way as the lies pile on;
Once again, I sneer at the tedium…

Bebop - could vanish any moment, a girl who seems to hate night;
Two-beat - could cry in a second, a youth who hates lies
Yes, much the same way, they had input their petty “ideals,”
And their hearts were gulped, and afterward, they noticed…

Even if we had our wishes granted,
There’s no way we can live alone in our world
Is that a lie? No way, I’m serious, okay?
My crumbling mind fills with “no”…

Oh my, dirty! Listen closely! Listen to my heart;
To my ego, to these lies, and to my truths…
Although I say I'm lonely, I won’t ever change;
I'm so disgusted by myself, I can't help but sneer.


Oh my, dirty! How I hate it! Come on, listen to me!
I doubt this disgusting me can be saved any longer.
Just say things like “Ain’t no problem”? Ah, you never change.
“Whoops, I screwed up…”
As always, I’m drowning in my uncanny self…