"Mr. Limited Edition"
Female Vocals, Female Narration, Breathy Voice, French Pop, Shibuya-kei, Jazz Waltz, Clean Electric Guitar, Hi-Fi, Pristine Production, Audiophile, Modern Mastering, Spoken Word, A stylish and cynical jazz waltz. A bored, chic female voice speaks over a clean electric guitar melody. She refers to herself as "Mr." and "King", adding a layer of irony. The sound is pristine and high-fidelity. Fashionable, kitsch, and sophisticated atmosphere.
"Mr. Limited Edition"
Female Vocals, Female Narration, Breathy Voice, French Pop, Shibuya-kei, Jazz Waltz, Clean Electric Guitar, Hi-Fi, Pristine Production, Audiophile, Modern Mastering, Spoken Word, A stylish and cynical jazz waltz. A bored, chic female voice speaks over a clean electric guitar melody. She refers to herself as "Mr." and "King", adding a layer of irony. The sound is pristine and high-fidelity. Fashionable, kitsch, and sophisticated atmosphere.
Lyrics
Verse 1
Vintage coat, antique design.
Sipping on the cheapest wine.
...But I say it’s rare.
Hating what the people love.
Watching from the clouds above.
Floating on hot air.
Pre-Chorus
If it’s popular, it’s poison.
If it’s trendy, it’s a trap.
I don't want your clapping hands.
I just want the gap.
Chorus
I’m a Mr. Limited Edition.
In a world of repetition.
No one understands my style.
...So I fake a smile.
I’m a Mr. Limited Edition.
Fighting off the competition.
Buying things to fill the hole.
With a barcode on my soul.
Interlude
Verse 2
Obscure books I never read.
Art films that put me to sleep.
But the ticket was expensive.
So the meaning must be deep.
Look at me, don't look away.
Wait—don't look too close today.
The makeup is peeling off.
Bridge
Mirror, mirror, on the wall.
Who is the fakest of them all?
Is it me? Or is it you?
At least my loneliness is... custom-made.
Outro
Paper crown.
Plastic throne.
King of nothing.
All alone.
...Do you have this in another color?
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Verse 1
1920年代のビンテージコート
中身はただのテーブルワインでも…
ラベルさえ古ければレアなんでしょ？
大衆と同じなんて 吐き気が出るわ
雲の上から見下ろしているの
空虚なプライドという名の気球に乗って
Pre-Chorus
流行なんて猛毒よ
共感なんて甘い罠
安っぽい拍手喝采？ …いらない
欲しいのは、貴方たちとの圧倒的な格差よ
Chorus
I’m a Mr. Limited Edition
複製（レプリカ）だらけのこの世界
「理解不能」って言葉は、私への最大の賛辞
…冷たい微笑を貼り付けて
I’m a Mr. Limited Edition
誰とも違う、私でありたい
心の穴をブランド品で埋めていく
魂に貼られたバーコード
Interlude
Verse 2
読みもしない初版本
睡眠導入剤代わりの前衛アート映画
価格が高ければ高いほど
そこには「高尚な意味」があるはず…そうでしょ？
私を見て。…いいえ、近寄らないで
照明を当てないで
厚塗りのメッキが、剥がれ落ちてしまうから
Bridge
鏡よ鏡、鏡さん
世界で一番「滑稽」なのはだぁれ？
私？ それとも、それを羨む貴方？
…少なくとも、この孤独は「別注品（ビスポーク）」よ
Outro
紙屑の王冠
プラスチックの玉座
裸の王様
独りぼっちのショータイム
(店員に命じるような、冷めた声で)
…ねえ、これの色違いを出してくださる？