Candy Song - Girl no shoes.feat. Hatsune Miku

Frozen wishes, feelings never fulfilled,
processed into candy drops for someone else to taste.
Their sweetness, their ecstasy, their artistry, their splendor—
if all of it is only to be consumed as pop,
that's just too cruel.

"I'm not some imitation of somebody else!"
If I'm going to cast it all off and walk away,
then even the stones that pierce my bare soles—
perhaps I'll make myself believe they're candy, too.

The moment I remember is a hair-raising sight,
processed into candy drops for someone else to taste.
Their bitterness, confusion, trauma, distortion—
if all of it is only to be consumed as something bitter,
then let's mix in some poison!

I won't become a miner in some pit,
digging endlessly toward sorrow alone.
Even that thing, caked in mud and filthy through and through—
perhaps I'll stuff it in my mouth and call it candy, too.

Candy songs never grow smaller,
nor do they ever melt away inside my mouth.
For this one brief instant, this short little life,
I'll keep them rolling on my tongue the whole way through.

"I'm not some imitation of somebody else!"
Well, if I say that, then I'll have to prove it, won't I?
The soles of my bare feet are already drenched in blood.
It's candy! So red, and oh, so beautiful.

Keep walking. Keep singing.
Keep the candy rolling.