The alarm howls, but I don't give a damn,

I'm in bed with my laptop, I don't need to get up.

The curtains are drawn forever, the light hurts my brain,

This is my lair, my stinky wax.

Yesterday's noodles cooled down, but I won't eat them,

I'm nauseated by the sight of bread, meat's a whole other story.

I only eat instant noodles every three days,

And otherwise — anime and hatred, that’s the whole thing.

I rot at home, fucking hate everyone,

People's faces are so fucking stupid — they choke me with laughter.

School's a cage, teachers are assholes,

I wanna buy a pump and blow them away, but alas.

Anime is my air, my life, my groan,

Heroes cut everyone in sight, and I love that sound.

And I can't eat, I'm sick of food,

I'd rather die of hunger than see these lines.

People outside are running around, doing something,

And I'm lying in my pajamas, worms crawling over me.