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