English Title/Lyrics: Dramaturgy by Eve Lyric translation source: Vocaloid Lyrics Wiki If only I hadn't figured it out. Laugh at myself while I stumble around. Just can't understand loneliness or love. So I threw away this human form of mine. But I'll never throw away the line-filled proof that I'm still alive I'm trapped, suffocating on this tiny stage By the last act I realize I want to get away. Every single one of us was performing. Towards the ending credits we're all running. Hey, everyone, time to act our hearts out now that there's nobody watching us. There's no such thing as "me" now. Hard as you look, nowhere to be found. I can't remember a single role I was suited for. Come on, everyone, let's tear into each other. It's overtime, throw in the towel. Mayday, etiquette out the window. Our words piss away love and hate. You've been hoping to get something dramatic out of this storyline. Yes. Yes. You, too, suck in the oxygen. The baton's right over there. Headshot through these noisy thoughts. Shoot out that beating heart. Tug on the line you can't see, and the man behind the curtain appears. What do those eyes capture? We break the moment we're touched. Wrong about everything, we close our mouths. All of us used to be so innocent, But then somehow we were typecast as monsters. If we can't acknowledge all that's happened, how will we ever move forward? "Let's be fair, it's not like you could ever make it." "I don't really know why you even bother trying." And then I found myself standing in the outfield. I'd blown past all the nameless riff-raff to get there. Everybody's desperately waiting for the hand that will reach out to save them. I don't want to think about it. I'd much rather play the idiot. I can't remember a single role I was suited for. And here I am. I'm on the frontlines. The flag dancing, raised up high. Against the wall with fellow soldiers. We don't need words to understand each other. A story should be filled with all kinds of dramatic twists and turns. Yes. Yes. You, too, suck in the oxygen. Let's make our bows anew. I've only got one chance this time. I'll bet it all on this moment. The climax is nearly there. My sweaty hand tight like a vice grip. Alone I cry aloud. The truth's hid away and it can't be found. Those ridiculed don't have a place to call home. I try to remember, but no emotions come out. Why am I crying when I don't have a reason to? I can't feel the warmth of the weather or mankind. I can't help but steer clear of their helping hands. Love keeps on oozing out of the hole open in my chest. An eye peers in at me as I feel I'm about to die. You appear before those who've given up. Always with that sneering face of yours. I wonder how I must look to someone like you. I take a deep breath. Now I'm ready. Come on. I can't remember a single role I was suited for. Come on, everyone, let's tear into each other. It's overtime, throw in the towel. Mayday, etiquette out the window. Our words piss away love and hate. You've been hoping to get something dramatic out of this storyline. Yes. Yes. You, too, suck in the oxygen. The baton's right over there. Headshot through these noisy thoughts. Shoot out that beating heart. Pulling the invisible strings, the man behind the curtain appears. "What do those eyes capture?"
This is the English translation.I hope you understand. If only I hadn’t figured it out. Laugh at myself while I stumble around. Just can’t understand loneliness or love. So I threw away this human form of mine. But I’ll never throw away the line-filled proof that I’m still alive. I’m trapped, suffocating on this tiny stage. By the last act I realize I want to get away. Every single one of us was performing. Towards the ending credits we’re all running. Hey, everyone, time to act our hearts out now that there’s nobody watching us. There’s no such thing as “me” now. Hard as you look, nowhere to be found. I can’t remember a single role I was suited for. Come on, everyone, let’s tear into each other. It’s overtime, throw in the towel. Mayday, etiquette out the window. Our words piss away love and hate. You’ve been hoping to get something dramatic out of this storyline. Yes. Yes. You, too, suck in the oxygen. The baton’s right over there. Headshot these noisy thoughts. Shoot out that beating heart. Tug on the line you can’t see, and the man behind the curtain appears. What do those eyes capture? We break the moment that we’re touched. Wrong about everything, we close our mouths. All of us used to be so innocent. But then somehow we were typecast as monsters. If we can’t acknowledge all that’s happened, how will we ever move forward? “Let’s be fair, it’s not like you could ever make it.” “I really don’t know why you even bother trying.” And then I found myself standing in the outfield. I’d blown past all the nameless riff-raff to get here. Everybody’s desperately waiting for the hand that will reach out to save them. I don’t want to think about it. I’d much rather play the idiot. I can’t remember a single role I was suited for. And here I am. I’m on the front lines. The flag dancing, raised up high. Against the wall with fellow soldiers. We don’t needs words to understand each other. A story should be filled with all kinds of dramatic twists and turns. Yes. Yes. You, too, suck in the oxygen. Let’s make our vows anew. I’ve only got one chance this time. I’ll bet it all on this moment. The climax is nearly here. My sweaty hand tight like a vice grip. Alone I cry aloud. The truth’s hid away and it can’t be found. Those ridiculed don’t have a place to call home. I try to remember, but no emotions come out. Why am I crying when I don’t have a reason to? I can’t feel the warmth of the weather or mankind. I can’t help but steer clear of their helping hands. Love keeps on oozing out of the open hole inside my chest. An eye peers in at me as I feel I’m about to die. You appear before those who’ve given up. Always with that sneering face of yours. I wonder how I must look to someone like you. I bate my breath and clench my fists. Come on. I can’t remember a single role I was suited for. Come on, everyone, let’s tear into each other. It’s overtime, throw in the towel. Mayday, etiquette out the window. Our words piss away love and hate. You’ve been hoping to get something dramatic out of this storyline. Yes. Yes. You, too, suck in the oxygen. The baton’s right over there. Headshot these noisy thoughts. Shoot out that beating heart. Tug on the line you can’t see, and the man behind the curtain appears. What do those eyes capture?
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ダルケルのルーダニアで泣いた😭
あいぼーう
10万再生記念でスカウォMAD作ろうかな！観てくれてありがとうございます！
流石だぜ……アニキ……いや、師匠！
これ見てブレワイ買った。あんたすげーよ
それは嬉しいです…！期待を裏切らないゲームなのでぜひ楽しんでください！
@@すのうごれ ブレワイは腐らないねぇ
こういうのでブレワイ民が増えてくれるのまじで嬉しい
目から汗が出てきた
感動ものです！
かっこいいMADですね！
このゲームは本当に感動モノ✨
サムネからリト肌になりました！wこのような神MADありがとうございます(｀✧ω✧´)
とても嬉しいです…！
Not what I expected but still pretty cool
やっぱりブレワイっていいよなぁ、って感じるmadでした！ありがとうございます！
私が来た❤
I count this as canon now
Bec too good!
I cant stop rewatching it!
サムネが神過ぎる！！
素晴らしいmadありがとうございますm(_ _)m
感動しました！
ありがとうございます！
良すぎます
It was great glad I watched it.
ブレワイMADすごい…スカウォも見てみたいなぁ…
ありがとうございます！スカウォいいですね… モチベ上がったら次作ります！
English Title/Lyrics: Dramaturgy by Eve
Lyric translation source: Vocaloid Lyrics Wiki
If only I hadn't figured it out.
Laugh at myself while I stumble around.
Just can't understand loneliness or love.
So I threw away this human form of mine.
But I'll never throw away the line-filled proof that I'm still alive
I'm trapped, suffocating on this tiny stage
By the last act I realize I want to get away.
Every single one of us was performing.
Towards the ending credits we're all running.
Hey, everyone, time to act our hearts out
now that there's nobody watching us.
There's no such thing as "me" now.
Hard as you look, nowhere to be found.
I can't remember a single role I was suited for.
Come on, everyone, let's tear into each other.
It's overtime, throw in the towel.
Mayday, etiquette out the window.
Our words piss away love and hate.
You've been hoping to get something dramatic out of this storyline.
Yes. Yes. You, too, suck in the oxygen.
The baton's right over there.
Headshot through these noisy thoughts.
Shoot out that beating heart.
Tug on the line you can't see, and the man behind the curtain appears.
What do those eyes capture?
We break the moment we're touched.
Wrong about everything, we close our mouths.
All of us used to be so innocent,
But then somehow we were typecast as monsters.
If we can't acknowledge all that's happened, how will we ever move forward?
"Let's be fair, it's not like you could ever make it."
"I don't really know why you even bother trying."
And then I found myself standing in the outfield.
I'd blown past all the nameless riff-raff to get there.
Everybody's desperately waiting for the hand that will reach out to save them.
I don't want to think about it.
I'd much rather play the idiot.
I can't remember a single role I was suited for.
And here I am. I'm on the frontlines.
The flag dancing, raised up high.
Against the wall with fellow soldiers.
We don't need words to understand each other.
A story should be filled with all kinds of dramatic twists and turns.
Yes. Yes. You, too, suck in the oxygen.
Let's make our bows anew.
I've only got one chance this time.
I'll bet it all on this moment.
The climax is nearly there. My sweaty hand tight like a vice grip.
Alone I cry aloud.
The truth's hid away and it can't be found.
Those ridiculed don't have a place to call home.
I try to remember, but no emotions come out.
Why am I crying when I don't have a reason to?
I can't feel the warmth of the weather or mankind.
I can't help but steer clear of their helping hands.
Love keeps on oozing out of the hole open in my chest.
An eye peers in at me as I feel I'm about to die.
You appear before those who've given up.
Always with that sneering face of yours.
I wonder how I must look to someone like you.
I take a deep breath. Now I'm ready. Come on.
I can't remember a single role I was suited for.
Come on, everyone, let's tear into each other.
It's overtime, throw in the towel.
Mayday, etiquette out the window.
Our words piss away love and hate.
You've been hoping to get something dramatic out of this storyline.
Yes. Yes. You, too, suck in the oxygen.
The baton's right over there.
Headshot through these noisy thoughts.
Shoot out that beating heart.
Pulling the invisible strings, the man behind the curtain appears.
"What do those eyes capture?"
ティアキン版も作ってﾎｼｨ
たくさんあるムービーをかっこよく、ピッタリとまとめている…凄いいい動画！
なんでこんな凄いのが伸びないんだろ、ありえないね！
I love it
Thank you!!
トテモクール
這剪的太棒了！！！
真的愛了♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡
真的太高兴了！
謝謝！！
@@すのうごれ 哦哦哦！
居然看得懂中文啊！！！
好強！
立体音響？
はぐれサイヤ人ターレス 音はいじらずにそのまま使わせていただいていますよ！
@@すのうごれ
( ﾟДﾟ)なるほど
What is the song?
ruclips.net/video/jJzw1h5CR-I/видео.html
You can listen to this song here.
Hey nice music video, I love this song by Eve
Woah, it looks so cool!! 💞 I really love to see MAD's. :)
Greetings from Spain!
I’m so glad!! Impressed can be shared by all countries. Thank you so much!!
It looks EPIC... But I wish I understood it lol
This is the English translation.I hope you understand.
If only I hadn’t figured it out.
Laugh at myself while I stumble around.
Just can’t understand loneliness or love.
So I threw away this human form of mine.
But I’ll never throw away the line-filled proof that I’m still alive.
I’m trapped, suffocating on this tiny stage.
By the last act I realize I want to get away.
Every single one of us was performing.
Towards the ending credits we’re all running.
Hey, everyone, time to act our hearts out now that there’s nobody watching us.
There’s no such thing as “me” now.
Hard as you look, nowhere to be found.
I can’t remember a single role I was suited for.
Come on, everyone, let’s tear into each other.
It’s overtime, throw in the towel.
Mayday, etiquette out the window.
Our words piss away love and hate.
You’ve been hoping to get something dramatic out of this storyline.
Yes. Yes. You, too, suck in the oxygen.
The baton’s right over there.
Headshot these noisy thoughts.
Shoot out that beating heart.
Tug on the line you can’t see, and the man behind the curtain appears.
What do those eyes capture?
We break the moment that we’re touched.
Wrong about everything, we close our mouths.
All of us used to be so innocent.
But then somehow we were typecast as monsters.
If we can’t acknowledge all that’s happened, how will we ever move forward?
“Let’s be fair, it’s not like you could ever make it.”
“I really don’t know why you even bother trying.”
And then I found myself standing in the outfield.
I’d blown past all the nameless riff-raff to get here.
Everybody’s desperately waiting for the hand that will reach out to save them.
I don’t want to think about it.
I’d much rather play the idiot.
I can’t remember a single role I was suited for.
And here I am. I’m on the front lines.
The flag dancing, raised up high.
Against the wall with fellow soldiers.
We don’t needs words to understand each other.
A story should be filled with all kinds of dramatic twists and turns.
Yes. Yes. You, too, suck in the oxygen.
Let’s make our vows anew.
I’ve only got one chance this time.
I’ll bet it all on this moment.
The climax is nearly here. My sweaty hand tight like a vice grip.
Alone I cry aloud.
The truth’s hid away and it can’t be found.
Those ridiculed don’t have a place to call home.
I try to remember, but no emotions come out.
Why am I crying when I don’t have a reason to?
I can’t feel the warmth of the weather or mankind.
I can’t help but steer clear of their helping hands.
Love keeps on oozing out of the open hole inside my chest.
An eye peers in at me as I feel I’m about to die.
You appear before those who’ve given up.
Always with that sneering face of yours.
I wonder how I must look to someone like you.
I bate my breath and clench my fists. Come on.
I can’t remember a single role I was suited for.
Come on, everyone, let’s tear into each other.
It’s overtime, throw in the towel.
Mayday, etiquette out the window.
Our words piss away love and hate.
You’ve been hoping to get something dramatic out of this storyline.
Yes. Yes. You, too, suck in the oxygen.
The baton’s right over there.
Headshot these noisy thoughts.
Shoot out that beating heart.
Tug on the line you can’t see, and the man behind the curtain appears.
What do those eyes capture?
@@すのうごれ wow, it's amazing that you translated all that! Thank you so much!
ブレワイ2もやってください
買います！😌
この歌ハマった！
作り方教えてください
PCのソフトやスマホの動画編集アプリでも作れますよ！
@@すのうごれ ありがとうございます!
ゼルダの伝説のアニメできてもいいと思うんだけど？
I love coming to this side of the world! always the best AMV! (m0u0m)
Shoraisitenitai❤
なんでこんな凄いのが伸びないんだろ、ありえないね！
i Love it