次回予告 (jikai yokoku)

At the bell for the start of work, I am made to stand on stage
In the same unchanging set time and place
"Go, fight, don't lose!"
"Is justice winning, losing makes you bad?"
The morning of adults colored by children's dreams

Why can't I forgive this so much?
The days I've accepted until now
("Next week you're a loser!")
("You in 20 years are the same!")
Even rewriting the spoilers
The curtain rises

The same opening theme plays again
Today of predetermined harmony begins
Still, let's continue, for whom?
Breaking out of the looped days until numbness
Struggling without learning from mistakes
Predictions, expectations, betray them all
The next episode preview of me

Morning comes again and I am made to stand on stage
In the same unchanging set time and place
"Go, fight, don't lose?"
"Justice wins, losing makes you the villain!"
The lie that living is noble
Has no meaning here

Unknowingly filling each day with cheap clichés
Pretending to get off this game, what is happiness?
This world exists without reason
Mocks us without reason
Leaving behind the mark of being born and living
Somewhere

Like the worn-out soles of shoes
Our future will wear down as we move forward
So we can love a story with a visible ending a little

The same opening theme plays again
Today of predetermined harmony begins
Still, let's continue, for whom?
Breaking out of the looped days until numbness
Struggling without learning from mistakes
Predictions, expectations, betray them all
The next episode preview of me

The time for the ending has come
Did you enjoy today too?
The same daily life will come again next time
Please look forward to it again next week