Bad Apple

Eu fui pra praia, voltei, e ainda não tinha o que postar.

Então eu vou postar o porquê do nome do meu blog ser Bad Apple.

Além de ser uma música que eu adoro, tem tudo a ver comigo. É um j-dance [?] que tem uma letra incrível, por mais estranho que isso pareça. Vou postar a letra em inglês abaixo.

Even in the midst of flowing time, oppression spins round and round.
I can't even see the heart that's leaving me, didn't you know?

I can't even get myself to move, slipping through the cracks of time.
I don't know anything about what's around me, I'm just me and no more.

Am I dreaming? Or seeing nothing? My words are useless even if I speak.
I'm just tired of being sad, I should go on without feeling anything.

Even if you give me the words I'm at a loss for, my heart just won't pay attention.

If I can move, if everything changes, it will go dark.

Is there a future for someone like me? Will I still exist in a world like this?
Is this painful? Is it sad? Not even knowing myself.

I'm just tired even of walking, I don't even understand people.
If someone like me can change, if I change, it will turn white.

Even in the midst of flowing time, oppression spins round and round.
I can't even see the heart that's leaving me, didn't you know?

I can't even get myself to move, slipping through the cracks of time.
I don't know anything about what's around me, I'm just me and no more.

Am I dreaming? Or seeing nothing? My words are useless even if I speak.
I'm just tired of being sad, I should go on without feeling anything.

Even if you give me the words I'm at a loss for, my heart just won't pay attention.
If I can move, if everything changes, it will go dark.

Is there a future to come out of this useless time? Will I exist in a place like this?
If I wanted to tell you what kind of person I am, the words I'd use would be "good for nothing."

Am I dreaming now? Or seeing nothing? My words are useless even if I speak.
I'm just tired of being sad, I should go on without feeling anything.

Even if you give me the words I'm at a loss for, my heart just won't pay attention.
If I can move, if everything changes, it will all go dark.

If I move, if I move, everything will break, everything will break.
If I'm sad, if I'm sad, will my heart be able to turn white?

I still know nothing about you, about me, about anything.
If I can open my heavy eyelids, if I break everything, turn black!!