Machine For Misery
Anti-Basscore, Intense, layered, dark-funk, transitions, drum-kit, J-pop, aggressive, note holds, Dynamic, Bass
MANNIQUIN·4:32
4:32
Machine For Misery
Anti-Basscore, Intense, layered, dark-funk, transitions, drum-kit, J-pop, aggressive, note holds, Dynamic, Bass
Creator: MANNIQUINRelease Date: April 20, 2025
Lyrics
[Intro]
「今日も大丈夫」って貼ったラベル~
剥がすと中身、"がんばってるフリ"の残骸
笑顔って便利~ でもさ、
いつから“平気”って嘘にしたんだっけ？
“Doing okay today”—that’s the label they slapped on me.
But peel it off and you’ll find the leftovers of “pretending to try.”
Smiles are convenient, huh?
Tell me—when did “I’m fine” become a lie I had to live in?
[Refrain]
tick-tick-sick~
また心臓、遅延してる
("just take a break"って、壊れてからじゃ遅いよ)
tick—tick—sick
My heartbeat’s lagging again.
(“Just take a break.” Oh? A little late now that I’m broken.)
[Verse 1]
眠ったら、またループ再生~
bad endしかない、夢バグゲー
"元気出して"？うるさいな~
声のボリュームより、意味を上げて？
学校、仕事、自己紹介
全部ログアウトしたいよ、ほんとに。
笑い方がエラー起こしてて、
「大丈夫」ってセリフすらノイズだし
Sleep resets nothing—
same loop, same nightmare, bad-end-only bugged dream game.
“Cheer up?” Shut up.
Turn up your meaning, not your volume.
School, work, identity—
log me out. Permanently.
My laughter’s glitching.
Even “I’m okay” plays like corrupted audio.
[Pre-Chorus 1]
ねぇ、わたし、"誰"だったっけ？
名前、年齢、性別、どこかに置き忘れてきた
痛みはまだ覚えてるのに、
安心の仕方は全部忘れた
Hey... who was I again?
Name? Age? Gender?
Left it somewhere I didn’t want to go back to.
I still remember pain,
but I’ve completely forgotten how to feel safe.
[Chorus 1]
"you're doing great"って便利ワード~
壊れてても褒められちゃう国、やばくね？
fake praise, fake smile, fake me.
本音のフリした台本、読まされてます。
"君は強いね"ってさ、
強くなきゃ消えるだけだからでしょ？
誰も守ってくれないくせに、
弱さだけは晒すなってさ。
“You're doing great”—what a useful phrase.
Isn’t this country amazing? You can break down and still get praised!
Fake praise, fake smile, fake me.
I’ve been forced to read a script pretending to be honesty.
“You’re strong,” huh?
You mean “be strong or disappear,” right?
No one’s protecting me—
but I’m still not allowed to be weak?
[Refrain]
blah-blah-blah~
また誰かの"応援"で窒息中
("信じてるよ"って、何を？？？)
blah—blah—blah
Suffocating on someone else’s “support” again.
(“I believe in you!” …Believe in what, exactly?)
[Verse 2]
朝が来るたび、バッドステータス~
カフェインと絶望でMP回復~
「治った？」って聞かれても、
そもそも病名、出てませんけど？
投稿通知が唯一の生存報告
でも褒められると、泣きたくなるし
「生きてるだけでえらい」って言うなら、
もっとえらいことしてやるよ、なあ。
Every morning loads a new debuff.
Caffeine and despair refill my MP.
“Are you better now?”
I wasn’t even diagnosed in the first place.
Posting online is my only proof of life.
But praise just makes me cry harder.
If “just living is enough,”
then fine—I’ll do something even more impressive. Watch.
[Pre-Chorus 2]
「がんばってるね」って言葉が
首輪みたいにきつくて
逃げられないのも
「努力」の一部ですか？
“You’re working hard!”
Yeah, and it wraps around my throat like a leash.
Is being unable to run
just part of “trying your best” now?
[Chorus 2]
"you're doing great"って、また聞いた~
壊れてるのに、褒められてるのおかしくない？
fake praise, fake smile, fake corpse.
誰かの台本、もう声が震えて読めないよ
"君は強いね"って言葉が
刺さって抜けなくて、喉が詰まる
弱音禁止、涙禁止、崩壊は演出で。
ねえ、いつまで嘘つきごっこ続けんの？
“You’re doing great”—there it is again~
Isn’t it weird how I’m praised while rotting?
Fake praise, fake smile, fake corpse.
I can’t read this script anymore—my voice is shaking too much.
“You’re strong,” they said—
but it stabbed in too deep, and now I can’t breathe.
No crying allowed. No breakdowns. No vulnerability.
Only approved performance-level collapse.
How long do I have to keep pretending?
[Refrain]
blah-blah-blah~
自己肯定感、サブスク切れました~
("信じてるよ"って、…信じてたの？)
blah—blah—blah
My self-esteem subscription has expired~
(“I believe in you,” huh? …Did you ever?)
[Bridge]
どうして言えなかったんだろう、
"助けて"も、"つらい"も、"やめたい"も
言ったところで誰が信じるの？
誰も聴いてないくせに。
そのくせ、「言ってくれたら」って、
あとから言うんだろう？
もう遅いよ。
とっくに崩壊済みだし。
Why didn’t I say it?
“Help me.” “I’m tired.” “I want to stop.”
Because who would’ve believed me?
Nobody listens anyway.
And now you’ll say
“If only you’d told me...”
Too late.
I already collapsed.
[Build]
頭の中、replay-on-repeat
鼓膜が“やめて”って叫んでる
でも止めるのは"自分"なんだって？
じゃあその"自分"、どこにいるの？？？
replay-on-repeat in my skull
My eardrums are screaming “stop,”
but apparently stopping’s my job?
Cool. Where the fuck is “me”?
[Final Chorus]
"you're doing great"って、また来た~
壊れてるのに、褒められるって何それ？
fake praise, fake smile, fake script.
震えた声で、また誰かの期待を読むだけ。
"君は強いね"って言葉が
深く刺さって、抜けない棘みたい
感情禁止、限界禁止、壊れるのも義務ですか？
ねぇ、“治ったフリ”って救いになるの？
“You're doing great”—there it is again~
But my brain doesn’t react to praise anymore.
Fake praise, fake smile, fake script.
Still reading someone else’s expectations with a trembling voice.
“You’re strong,” they said—
but it stuck like a thorn and now I can’t remove it.
Emotions? Forbidden. Limits? Forbidden.
Am I required to break now, too?
So tell me—
If I pretend to be healed…
does that count as salvation?
[Outro]
tick—tick—…sick
この鼓動、もう再生しなくていい
("take a break"じゃなくて、止まってくれってば。)
tick—tick—…sick
This heartbeat doesn’t need to restart.
(It’s not “take a break.” It’s “just let me stop.”)
「今日も大丈夫」って貼ったラベル~
剥がすと中身、"がんばってるフリ"の残骸
笑顔って便利~ でもさ、
いつから“平気”って嘘にしたんだっけ？
“Doing okay today”—that’s the label they slapped on me.
But peel it off and you’ll find the leftovers of “pretending to try.”
Smiles are convenient, huh?
Tell me—when did “I’m fine” become a lie I had to live in?
[Refrain]
tick-tick-sick~
また心臓、遅延してる
("just take a break"って、壊れてからじゃ遅いよ)
tick—tick—sick
My heartbeat’s lagging again.
(“Just take a break.” Oh? A little late now that I’m broken.)
[Verse 1]
眠ったら、またループ再生~
bad endしかない、夢バグゲー
"元気出して"？うるさいな~
声のボリュームより、意味を上げて？
学校、仕事、自己紹介
全部ログアウトしたいよ、ほんとに。
笑い方がエラー起こしてて、
「大丈夫」ってセリフすらノイズだし
Sleep resets nothing—
same loop, same nightmare, bad-end-only bugged dream game.
“Cheer up?” Shut up.
Turn up your meaning, not your volume.
School, work, identity—
log me out. Permanently.
My laughter’s glitching.
Even “I’m okay” plays like corrupted audio.
[Pre-Chorus 1]
ねぇ、わたし、"誰"だったっけ？
名前、年齢、性別、どこかに置き忘れてきた
痛みはまだ覚えてるのに、
安心の仕方は全部忘れた
Hey... who was I again?
Name? Age? Gender?
Left it somewhere I didn’t want to go back to.
I still remember pain,
but I’ve completely forgotten how to feel safe.
[Chorus 1]
"you're doing great"って便利ワード~
壊れてても褒められちゃう国、やばくね？
fake praise, fake smile, fake me.
本音のフリした台本、読まされてます。
"君は強いね"ってさ、
強くなきゃ消えるだけだからでしょ？
誰も守ってくれないくせに、
弱さだけは晒すなってさ。
“You're doing great”—what a useful phrase.
Isn’t this country amazing? You can break down and still get praised!
Fake praise, fake smile, fake me.
I’ve been forced to read a script pretending to be honesty.
“You’re strong,” huh?
You mean “be strong or disappear,” right?
No one’s protecting me—
but I’m still not allowed to be weak?
[Refrain]
blah-blah-blah~
また誰かの"応援"で窒息中
("信じてるよ"って、何を？？？)
blah—blah—blah
Suffocating on someone else’s “support” again.
(“I believe in you!” …Believe in what, exactly?)
[Verse 2]
朝が来るたび、バッドステータス~
カフェインと絶望でMP回復~
「治った？」って聞かれても、
そもそも病名、出てませんけど？
投稿通知が唯一の生存報告
でも褒められると、泣きたくなるし
「生きてるだけでえらい」って言うなら、
もっとえらいことしてやるよ、なあ。
Every morning loads a new debuff.
Caffeine and despair refill my MP.
“Are you better now?”
I wasn’t even diagnosed in the first place.
Posting online is my only proof of life.
But praise just makes me cry harder.
If “just living is enough,”
then fine—I’ll do something even more impressive. Watch.
[Pre-Chorus 2]
「がんばってるね」って言葉が
首輪みたいにきつくて
逃げられないのも
「努力」の一部ですか？
“You’re working hard!”
Yeah, and it wraps around my throat like a leash.
Is being unable to run
just part of “trying your best” now?
[Chorus 2]
"you're doing great"って、また聞いた~
壊れてるのに、褒められてるのおかしくない？
fake praise, fake smile, fake corpse.
誰かの台本、もう声が震えて読めないよ
"君は強いね"って言葉が
刺さって抜けなくて、喉が詰まる
弱音禁止、涙禁止、崩壊は演出で。
ねえ、いつまで嘘つきごっこ続けんの？
“You’re doing great”—there it is again~
Isn’t it weird how I’m praised while rotting?
Fake praise, fake smile, fake corpse.
I can’t read this script anymore—my voice is shaking too much.
“You’re strong,” they said—
but it stabbed in too deep, and now I can’t breathe.
No crying allowed. No breakdowns. No vulnerability.
Only approved performance-level collapse.
How long do I have to keep pretending?
[Refrain]
blah-blah-blah~
自己肯定感、サブスク切れました~
("信じてるよ"って、…信じてたの？)
blah—blah—blah
My self-esteem subscription has expired~
(“I believe in you,” huh? …Did you ever?)
[Bridge]
どうして言えなかったんだろう、
"助けて"も、"つらい"も、"やめたい"も
言ったところで誰が信じるの？
誰も聴いてないくせに。
そのくせ、「言ってくれたら」って、
あとから言うんだろう？
もう遅いよ。
とっくに崩壊済みだし。
Why didn’t I say it?
“Help me.” “I’m tired.” “I want to stop.”
Because who would’ve believed me?
Nobody listens anyway.
And now you’ll say
“If only you’d told me...”
Too late.
I already collapsed.
[Build]
頭の中、replay-on-repeat
鼓膜が“やめて”って叫んでる
でも止めるのは"自分"なんだって？
じゃあその"自分"、どこにいるの？？？
replay-on-repeat in my skull
My eardrums are screaming “stop,”
but apparently stopping’s my job?
Cool. Where the fuck is “me”?
[Final Chorus]
"you're doing great"って、また来た~
壊れてるのに、褒められるって何それ？
fake praise, fake smile, fake script.
震えた声で、また誰かの期待を読むだけ。
"君は強いね"って言葉が
深く刺さって、抜けない棘みたい
感情禁止、限界禁止、壊れるのも義務ですか？
ねぇ、“治ったフリ”って救いになるの？
“You're doing great”—there it is again~
But my brain doesn’t react to praise anymore.
Fake praise, fake smile, fake script.
Still reading someone else’s expectations with a trembling voice.
“You’re strong,” they said—
but it stuck like a thorn and now I can’t remove it.
Emotions? Forbidden. Limits? Forbidden.
Am I required to break now, too?
So tell me—
If I pretend to be healed…
does that count as salvation?
[Outro]
tick—tick—…sick
この鼓動、もう再生しなくていい
("take a break"じゃなくて、止まってくれってば。)
tick—tick—…sick
This heartbeat doesn’t need to restart.
(It’s not “take a break.” It’s “just let me stop.”)