Greetings, my firends with no lives!
I pity you, you wretched souls
Wasting your lives on hunting fives
Setting your sights on pointless goals

Look outside, on this beautifull world!
Look how everyone's happy there!
Yet you in the corner of your room are curled
Engulfed in jelousy, envy, despair.

You would change your ways if someone cared
If only someone dared to shape you anew
But your life will never be repaired
Cause there is no Misaki for you