Showing posts with label Composer: PinocchioP. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Composer: PinocchioP. Show all posts

Saturday, December 6, 2014

よいこのくすり - ピノキオP



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Upload Date: 2014.11.17
Vocals: 初音ミク - Hatsune Miku
Composer: ピノキオP - PinnochioP
3DCG: すす泥棒 - Susu Dorobō

Good Kid Medicine

Had I totally known, I wouldn't be able to stop.
From being just out of curiosity, it changes into an addiction.
Yummy rice and a warm bed.
The tender smile of the one I like.

A-ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha, trickling out--
A-ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha.

It is
Legal.
Even if you look up at the stars,
It's legal.
Even if you feel the seasons,
It's legal.
Though I'm gradually
Getting uneasy--

Ah, with good kid, good kid, good kid medicine,
I forget my dangerous thinking now for a bit,
And in my aimless, aimless, aimless sobriety,
I do want to gaze at the town in the morning glow.


I properly eat my vegetables, too, for my health's sake.
I make my story make up for my untouched tasks.
Good people and bad people both read manga, loaf about--
Finally sleeping, a peaceful sleeping face.

That too is
Legal.
If you only hate them,
It's legal.
If you only get to like them,
It's legal.
And the boundary lines
Are blurring.

Ah, with good, good kid, good kid rhythm,
I adjust the sense of values of my disturbed heart,
And in my carefree, carefree, carefree sobriety,
I do want to leave out the consciousness in my tranquility.


Since I don't know, since I wanna know, since I wanna stop, since I wanna fly,
Since I doubt my MORALS again, I can't be in a good kid state.
There's no magic without dependence, I couldn't stop even if I wanted to--
I wanna die. I wanna live. I wanna do all that I can, and ET CETERA.

A-ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha, trickling out--
A-ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha.

Ah, putting up a good, good kid, good kid pretense,
It's futile after all even if I try to be praised,
And with my misunderstood, misunderstood, misunderstood everything,
It's to throwing the dice again.

Ah, with good kid, good kid, good kid medicine,
I forget my dangerous thinking now for a bit,
And in my aimless, aimless, aimless sobriety,
I do just gaze at the town
In the morning glow and laugh.

A-ha-ha, ha-ha, ha-ha.

Saturday, February 8, 2014

化物宇宙 - ピノキオP



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Upload Date: 12/05/11
Vocals: 初音ミク - Hatsune Miku
Composer: ピノキオP - PinocchioP
Movie: Snowmi(s.u.i)

Monster Universe

Beyond the sky that was true to desires and dreams,
Neither a castle in the sky nor Heaven is there--
As I don't know that very well I'm in the darkest ignorance, just passing the days by.
Saving up, and again getting dumped and crying.

I have to be eating. There's no time for being emotionally moved.
I have to have money. Rockets can't fly either.

The future was very bright, but its problems were already in a huge mound.
The mysteries of life are just fighting a lot.
I wonder if the glittering of the late-night convenience store will finally also cheaply illuminate the big monster called the Universe.

The vexatious story that piled up my history of failures.
"I'll do it tomorrow," I say, and trash lies scattered around in a blink--
Despite stuffing colorful supplements into my cheeks, I'm forgetting something again.
Suddenly getting scared and extolling love and crushes.

The power to change and the power to protect changing someone, and flat out killing.

The present age was bosom friends with the earth, but Sheol was bosom friends with the Universe.
The mysteries of life show that the stars are pretty.
I wonder if the light of the late-night love hotel will finally also vulgarly dye the big monster called the Universe.

The dust of the Milky Way gets tired and sleeps.
Lamenting that it's "the end,"
Trying to seek "the beginning" at the bottom.

The future was very bright, but its problems were already in a huge mound.
The mysteries of life are just fighting a lot.
I wonder if the sway of reason and reality will finally be able to cordially live with the big monster called the Universe.

Someday. Someday. Someday. Someday. When?
Next year, next month, next week, day after tomorrow, tomorrow, today.
The future, the future,
The future.

Saturday, February 23, 2013

アッカンベーダ - ピノキオP

The "silly face" is actually a specific facial expression consisting of sticking out one's tongue while pulling down a lower eyelid with one's finger.



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Upload Date: 02/22/13
Vocals: Mayu
Composer: ピノキオP - PinocchioP
Illustrator & Movie: エジエレキ - Ejiereki

I Make a Silly Face

What was my next line again?
What would be correct for me to say again?
While there is a lot that I want to say,
The setting is wrong, isn't it?

After school, just two people in the classroom.
My head is getting all jumbled up--
If I stab myself quickly, strangle my throat,
Then it'd be a big incident, wouldn't it?

Before the special eyes of you,
I am faintly trembling.
An orange light that sways in the lovely world.

I want to chat honestly.
While I want to chat honestly, y'know,
Since the signal that I'm out of time resounds,
"It's nothing, see you tomorrow."
So as to turn my back and run away,
"It's nothing." While smiling,
I make a silly face.

Was my respiration growing shaky
And the way I walked correct again?
Both my bright red face and my hot fingertips
Are like strangers, aren't they?

With puppet strings that are easy to understand,
The same words repeat
On the top
Of the palms of my hands as you wish.
They just repeat.

I want to convey my thoughts.
While I want to convey my thoughts, y'know,
I can't say a line that's not in the script, again.
What was my next line again? (What was it again?)
What would be correct for me to say again? (What'd be correct?)
While there is a lot that I want to say,
The setting is wrong, isn't it?

"It's nothing, see you tomorrow."
So as to hide my fondness that overflows--
So as to helplessly abide by
The plot that was decided,
"It's nothing." While smiling,
I make a silly face.

I make a silly face.

I want to chat honestly.

I want to chat honestly.

Tuesday, January 1, 2013

m/es - ピノキオP

"m/es" is meant to be pronounced as "mesu", the Japanese word for "scalpel".



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Upload Date: 12/24/12
Vocals: 初音ミク - Hatsune Miku append
Composer: ピノキオP - PinocchioP
3D Movie: すす泥棒 - Susu Dorobō
Composite: tkhs
On-the-Spot Performing: 健康なくるぶし - Kenkō na Kurubushi (k_kurubushi)

m/es

I wonder if my hands and feet still move. Chant out magic, doctor.

In order for my extended nails to scratch a puzzle,
The days I spent having fun were flickering in a mix of fiction.

Even if I sew rhythms together, is my pulsation intermittent?

The fragrance of medicine is like a cooking experiment;
The cloths that had wrapped up lives were faintly swaying.

Up on a bright operating table. Melt away the pain with anesthesia.
I dream about dancing with you covered with patches.
Tear the tragedy to pieces with a SCALPEL. Close the audience's tear glands.
They say grinning ear to ear, "SERVES YOU RIGHT."

Pippippippi...


It projected in on the ceiling, a theatre of frustration and deep resent.

In order for my pretension that passed to dirty a puzzle,
My cold memory that was beaten by an ECG.

Slipping out of the dark morgue, the zombies bask in the moonlight;
While having my muscle tissue torn up, I dream about dancing with you.
Sprinkle the terrible stench of decay.
Destroy my faint emotional movement.
They say with crumbled smiles, "HAPPINESS."

I dance with somebody else entirely.
Your respiration touched my ears.
Of dark and light and light and dark,
In the interval of the chaining of samsara--

Be isolated from reality. Search for the answer of casuistry.
I dream about dancing with you with my head and body disconnected.
In order to continue mixing
A third-rate play,
A play that wasn't wished for--

Up on a bright operating table. Melt away the pain with anesthesia.
I dream about dancing with you covered with patches.
Tear the tragedy to pieces with a SCALPEL. Close the audience's tear glands.
They say grinning ear to ear, "SERVES YOU RIGHT."

Pippippippi...

Sunday, October 7, 2012

腐れ外道とチョコレゐト - ピノキオP



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Upload Date: 01/10/11
Vocals: 初音ミク - Hatsune Miku
Composer: ピノキオP - PinocchioP

Rotten Heresy and Chocolaté

Just between you and me.
A certain class's teacher and Ms. A of the same class
Are well, doing something they shouldn't, IMMORAL.
The egg of rumor is cracking--

Odd secrets joined in chains profoundly underground
Are stark-naked dancing in front of Shibuya station.

"Let me in, 'kay." "Mix it in the story, 'kay."
A game of telephone like hereditary.
Getting flowed and flowed along, it's soundly
Я Blah-di-blah blah, blah blah blah blah!

Everyone was stuffing their cheeks
With GOSSIP NEWS stained with slimy saliva.
Sobbing rapidly becoming HABIT.
Being moved by rotten heresy.

I lick up sweet, sweet choco that is either there or isn't. Ah.
True or not? Huh? I'll give appetizing candy covered in additives.
Pretty words reek with lies, and the juicy honey is the truth.
What about you? I think that way too.
How cheap.

Only between you and me.
That one star who's doing great now, that one fine scholar,
And we who play dumb all
Я Ya-di-dadda, yadda yadda!

The inside of our minds boiled,
And our selfish desires and envy were swirling.
Searching for a place to shuffle the cards.
Smiling and holding bombs.

If I expose the silver paper's contents, people'll swarm easily understanding. Ah.
In the background, someone might secretly send some black rain.
Replying to a multitude of NEEDS, I only sell the conformity of the stakes.
What about you? I think that way too.

For example, what if the ○○○○○ of that one ○○○○
Was truly ○○○○, as they're saying?
Then it's already ○○○○, and ○○○ is
○○○○○!!

If you would, what will you fill the worm-eaten wreckage with?
I'll let you especially grasp my tail that I grew out of guiltiness.
Though I don't see IT that's pretty visible,
I want to see THAT that is invisible.
It is a puzzle. What might be the answer to that?

"I don't know!"

I lick up sweet, sweet choco that is either there or isn't. Ah.
True or not? Huh? I'll give appetizing candy covered in additives.
If I expose the silver paper's contents, people'll swarm easily understanding. Ah.
In the background, someone might secretly send some black rain.
Pretty words reek with lies, and the juicy honey is the truth.
What about you? I think that way too.

And it's kinda awful.

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

ありふれたせかいせいふく - ピノキオP



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Upload Date: 06/18/12
Vocals: 初音ミク - Hatsune Miku append
Composer:  ピノキオP - PinocchioP
Illustrator & Movie: エジエレキ - Ejiereki

Commonplace World Domination

A snail in the narrow classroom. A melody that a clicking tongue plays.
Bullies. Bullied kids. No matter which, bell peppers are bitter, right? A great discovery.

Both cool and cute are your things.
That's why it's a yes-questionnaire of your true motive with lies too.

It hurts, it hurts, and since it's bad to hurt,
I am not unable to defy it...

The day will come when "thank you", "'morning",
"I am sorry", it all becomes nostalgic words.
14-year-olds, 40-year-olds, let's dance. Rattattatta.
Someone, someone, rescue everybody.

Irritation. Careless disposal. The Grand Prix. The cute IRONY of infants.
Lovers and aggressors. No matter which, they're lumps of flesh. A great experiment.

Both sirloin and swift's nest are your things.
That's why the spy communication record is SECRET.

I'm scared, I'm scared, and since it's bad to be scared,
I am not wanting to be sleeping...

The day will come when "I'm glad", "I'm sad",
"it was a joke", it all is surveiled around the clock.
Ms. Sato, Mr. Suzuki, let's sing. Ranranranran.
Someday, someday, forget your name too.

If we're companions, it's a HAPPY END?
I fall out with my companions, where to go.
A passport that got bloodstained.
The instant of selection will soon, soon, soon be near.

The day will come when "goodbye", "good night",
"see ya tomorrow", it all is interrupted with disconnection.
Ms. Tanaka, Mr. Takahashi, let's laugh. Wahhahhahha.
Someone, someone, someone, someone, someone.

The day will come when "thank you", "'morning",
"I am sorry", it all becomes nostalgic words.
Conspiracy theories, gas range, let's dance. Rattattatta.
Someone, someone, rescue everybody.

Friday, June 1, 2012

不思議のコハナサイチ - ピノキオP



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Upload Date: 05/29/12
Vocals: 初音ミク - Hatsune Miku
Composer & Artist: ピノキオP - PinocchioP
3D Movie:  すす泥棒 - Susu Dorobō
Title Logo Artist: 虎硬 - Kokō

Author's Comments
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Mysterious sexoB llamS

You have a sharp tongue, but to be honest, you who's said to be kind at heart
Show an unskillful smile,
And the affectation of a ruffian is the bait. Words that encourage your antics.
You aptly make hearts flutter, don't you?

I mean, that kind of reverse mystery that's too radiant
Is going to be cut apart from nonfiction to fiction.

Smashed and wasted,

Reality goes into small boxes,
And I mean, I'm still able to go on living.
"Hurry up, and die," I was told.
So I want to betray the expectant voices.

Unresolved incidents. When to talk...
The secrecy I'd always kept to myself
Is seeking an unexpected conclusion.

I stole stalemate blueprints from the past,
And if the idea of resuscitation was added,

Then they're counterfeit!

I mutter that it's already the end,
And it's still obstinately continuing.
"If you die, you'll be at ease," I was told.
So I want to amaze the great voices.

I pretended that I was a criminal, which was a contingent circumstance.
I pretended to be many people, which meant I had multiple personalities.
I pretended to be next to you, who was already a ghost.
I pretended that I was a big echelon, which was somebody's intracraniality.

I pretended to be a young child, who was a small old person.
I pretended to be a distant planet, which is this earth's future.
I pretended to be in an RPG, which was wearisome reality.
I pretended that I'd already died,

And I'm still alive.
And I'm still alive.

Sadness goes into small boxes,
Which I shut up and knock over.
While waiting for the moment where something changes into
Something else that's great,

Reality goes into small boxes,
Which I shut up. I'm watching intently.
"Hurry up, and die," I was told.
So I want to betray my very own self.

Don't you?