The Outsider
Serial Experiments Lain songfic by CidOtaku
A/N: Whee! Inspiration is pouring from my pores! Eww…actually, not really. That'd be kinda gross. Um, yeah…so anyway, I heard this song on the radio, (a very good source of inspiration for me ^_^) and it reminded me of Lain, so here's a songfic from the song The Outsider, by A Perfect Circle! I own nothing! Nadda! Zero! Naught! Nil! And any other weird words for nothing! Yay! High school sucks!
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Help me if you can
It's just that this,
Is not the way I'm wired
So could you please,
Help me understand why
You've given in to all these
Reckless dark desires you're--
Was this all meant to happen? Am I just a puppet of fate, a toy in the eyes of some cruel child? Why does everything go wrong? I've had to Reset the world. I've had to watch as my only friend, one of the very few people I can truthfully say that I care for, Alice, be upset and hurt. Am I some artificial program? To be deleted by my creator? An experiment? Is this the way I am wired? A cold, unfeeling thing, like my Navi?
Lying to yourself again
Suicidal imbecile
Think about it, put it on the fault line
What'll it take to get it through to you precious?
I'm over this
Why do you wanna throw it away like this?
Such a mess
Why would I wanna watch you?
It can't be…I have feelings! I am not the Lain in Cyberia. Nor the Lain that watched and humiliated Alice! Lain is Lain, and I am me. I am a high-school student. I go to the same classes as Alice and her other friends. I have a mother, father, and sister. I am not the one striking fear into the hearts of people in the Wired…although they say it is a girl with short hair, save a strand of bangs that falls chin-length…and a "X" shaped band holding that strand…and I have the same uncommon haircut…No! It is not me!
Disconnect and self-destruct
One bullet at a time
What's your rush now?
Everyone will have his day to die
Medicated
Drama queen
Picture perfect non-belligerence
Narcissistic
Drama queen
Craving fame and all its decadence
I am omnipresent. I am almost a god…although I wish it weren't true…I want a normal life! I want to forget…everything…the look on Alice's face when she thought I betrayed her…the Wired…the girl who killed herself and then emailed people after she was dead…I would Reset, but I would still remember…
Lying through your teeth again
Suicidal imbecile
Think about it, put it on the fault line
What'll it take to get it through to you precious?
I'm over this
Why do wanna throw it away like this?
Such a mess
Why would I wanna watch you?
There is only one thing I can really do, though it would pain me…I have to start it all over so that nobody knows what happened, there is no Wired, there is no Lain. I will never be able to see Alice, and she cannot miss me, since you can't miss someone you never really met…I will still watch over her. Make sure she is happy. Make sure she has the life I will never be able to live.
Disconnect and self-destruct
One bullet at a time
What's your rush now?
Everyone will have his day to die
They were right about you
They were right about you
…RESET…
Lying to my face again
Suicidal imbecile
Think about, you're putting it on the fault line
What'll it take to get it through to you precious?
I'm over this
Why do you wanna throw it away like this?
Such a mess
Over this, over this
I am omnipresent. I am also ageless. As she grows up, I stay the same. A young high school girl. I see her happy, and I wish I could be with her, be the reason why she laughs. But I was never one for humor. So then, I think of how much I want to comfort her when she is sad, wipe away her tears. But I don't exist, do I?
Disconnect and self-destruct
One bullet at a time
What's your hurry?
Everyone will have his day to die
If you choose to pull the trigger
Should your drama prove sincere
Do it somewhere far away from here
So I watch. Alone.
