作词 : 比格

作曲 : 比格

编曲 : 比格

Give me some leftovers you're gonna throw

They're stale and cold

But it's a feast for a survivor,

for a dog at your door

Please don't waste any more

Is there another way? I wonder

if I can slowly get better

Not in this form

Be respectable

Make more effort to be your equal

No, I'm afraid I'm so delusional

I bend my body and break my bones

Just to see the throne,

to get a convincing blow

I'm feeling so high

to be stung by their light,

to swallow my pride

I still miss this party

Don't send me home

I'll pay off all the loans I owe for

My uncontrolled mind,

sometimes reverts to type

It's the fate of a slime

They're not just proper workers

They're versatile but try to hide

and show up when it matters

Choose a role of the game

and they switch between states

Those ancient codes on the paper

How could they crack them with ease

like there's nothing sacred about what put me at risk

Now I repent of my former arrogance

for I almost reach my limit

I bend my body and break my bones

Just to see the throne,

to get a convincing blow

I'm feeling so high

to be stung by their light,

to swallow my pride

I still miss this party

Don't send me home

I'll pay off all the loans I owe for

My uncontrolled mind,

sometimes reverts to type

It's the fate of a slime

No one blames me now

They give me the nicest sweets

Like comforting a kid whose brain develops slowly,

whose eyes are clear and empty

I know they're too busy to care about me

and my futile sensitivity,

how I scrape through the screening

how I fight with my enemies who are imaginary

But at least there's still a place for me

I bend my body and break my bones

Just to see the throne,

to get a convincing blow

I'm feeling so high

to be stung by their light,

to swallow my pride

I still miss this party

Don't send me home

I'll pay off all the loans I owe for

My uncontrolled mind,

sometimes reverts to type

It's the fate of a slime

But there's still a place for a slime