mecha-kucha (English Translation) – POSER
Verse 1
Take a pill, no clue —
Honestly, I’ve lost the plot.
People drift by on the street,
I’m just another face in the crowd.
Am I the only one falling apart at the seams?
Even if I begged to erase my past, I couldn’t — right?
Everything sounds like gibberish. (Scream it out!)
Pre-Chorus
Too many thoughts? Then think of nothing at all, yeah?
It’s all garbage anyway — screw it, I don’t know.
Chorus
Damn this world! I know nothing at all.
Take the deepest breath — nothing budges.
I’m not the only wreck around here.
Lost every ounce of shame — so let’s not think.
Why does everything have to be such a mess?
Verse 2
I don’t even wish to be a star.
More often than not, I’ve wanted to give up.
When I sing, I’m happy — that’s true.
But the moment I overthink, my skull starts splitting again.
Money, money, money… (Ugh, my back is killing me!)
How many times have I swapped those guitar strings?
Again, and again, and again.
Bridge
Head’s pounding.
I used to love the music, but now —
I’m just running after cash, aren’t I?
Chorus
Damn this world! I know nothing at all.
Take the deepest breath — nothing budges.
I’m not the only wreck around here.
Lost every ounce of shame — so let’s not think.
Why does everything have to be such a mess?
📖 Lyrics Meaning
These lyrics capture the feeling of existential burnout — a state where confusion, numbness, and frustration take over daily life. The speaker uses substances (“pop a pill”) not for pleasure but to cope with a sense of disconnection. They feel invisible among strangers, yet also deeply flawed and isolated in their chaos.
The repeated line “Fuck this world! I really don’t know a thing” expresses helplessness and anger at a system or reality that makes no sense. Deep breathing, a common anxiety trick, fails — nothing helps.
There’s a strong conflict between artistic passion and financial pressure. Singing brings genuine happiness, but thoughts of money (“money, money, money”) and repetitive work (changing guitar strings over and over) drain that joy. The speaker realizes they’ve become what they didn’t want: someone chasing money instead of loving music.
The phrase “Lost all sense of shame — let’s not think about it” is a form of defensive resignation. Instead of solving problems, the speaker chooses numbness to survive. Ultimately, the song is a raw, unfiltered portrait of modern creative burnout, self-doubt, and the struggle to find meaning in a world that feels broken.
