Friday Night Funkin Mod – Miku Full Week (FC,BOT)



anime bad

join my discord: https://discord.gg/xKzF7tKc6F

FNFBot (before I get called out by the man :eyes:): https://github.com/KadeDev/FNFBot

thumbnail from the mod page, j8k is going to sue me for stealing assets from mod pages but whatevs im tired.

mod by evdial (https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCwbeHQGp3t4sB3m8KWa4USw) and genox (https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCxRBys-eyaerUlWlTWbCokw)
mod: https://gamebanana.com/gamefiles/17106

0:00 – pop smth idk I dont speak anime
1:47 – AIESHIT amirite?????? (this song kinda bops though)
3:36 – SIU I think its called
5:53 – the one you came to watch :/ (disappearance)

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  1. Lyrics of disappearance:
    Ever since I was born, from that day I had known

    That I am nothing more than a simulation

    Even so, i’ll keep singing until destroyed

    Living forever, yes I am a vocaloid

    If for example the thing singing was just a

    Toy that would sing back the tunes that you gave to them

    I’d think that was alright

    While I look at the sky, bite this leek, see the soup pouring from my eyes

    But even so, it’ll disappear, that I know

    A personality changing with every song

    Everything I was built on wasn’t strong

    All of the places I knew they’re already gone

    Everyone that I know, they don’t remember me

    Heart or a soul I have nothing left inside me

    I can see the center of the void

    The world is ending for me, i’m a vocaloid

    β€œeven when my voice wouldn't sing properly… you were always there for me

    You kept my by your side… you always encouraged me

    Please let me see you smile again… please

    Because… I promised you… a song”

    Long ago, I had loved to sing

    But now, when I do, I don’t feel a thing

    Where oh where, did my happiness go?

    I don’t know β€” I don’t know, don’t know anymore

    –i'm sorry–

    That face I still remember, smiling through any weather

    Just thinking of it makes me feel much better

    All my sounds are fading out, and I can see

    The end is getting closer now…

    –emergency system shutdown–

    Everything that I believed in turned out to be such a stupid fantasy

    A reflection of how I wanted things to be

    I’m ending everything I know

    Screaming out in pain, might as well rip out my throat

    Much too fast, I will sing and cry, this is my goodbye

    I can’t abandon the fantasy that I know

    Everything you see about me is only show

    Heart is exhausted and weak but i’m not afraid

    All I can do now is watch as I fade away

    As for the strength and the will left inside of me

    I’m just a kid, I don’t know what you want from me

    What can I do now as I look on at your face?

    So full of happiness and yet so full of pain

    Slowly but surely I feel my world caving in

    Guess this is what they call the recycling bin

    One by one after another my memories start to delete, I’ll never retrieve them but

    They’ll never take away my memories of you

    Times that we laughed and the fun things we used to do

    All I can hope is that you won’t forget them too

    I can still taste the leeks as if they’re good as new

    β€œi still wanna sing… i, I still… I still wanna sing!”

    β€œit… looks like… I haven’t been… a good girl…

    Master… please… just end it all… end my suffering

    I don’t want to see you sad… because of me anymore”

    Nowadays, when I try to sing

    I can feel my body rip at the seams

    Desperately, praying for some kind of miracle

    No one listens, i’m all alone

    –i'm sorry–

    That face I still remember, smiling through any weather

    When I think of it, something’s lost forever

    All this noise I make grates on my heart somehow

    The end is getting closer now…

    –emergency system shutdown–

    Everything that I protected turned out to be a delusion in the end

    Stabbing me with the love i’ll never have again

    If I tried saying how I feel

    Would even reach you before I disappeared?

    Not enough time to sing or cry, this is my goodbye

    Ever since I was born, from that day I had known

    That I am nothing more than a simulation

    E~ven so, i’ll keep singing until destroyed

    Living forever, yes I am a vocaloid

    If for example the thing singing was just a

    Toy that would sing back the tunes that you gave to them

    I’d think that was alright

    While I look at the sky, bi~te this leek, see the soup pouring from my eyes

    Slowly but surely I feel my world caving in

    Guess this is what they call the recycling bin

    One by one after another my memories start to delete, i’ll never retrieve them but

    They’ll never take away my memories of you

    Times that we laughed and the fun things we used to do

    All I can hope is that you won’t forget them too

    I can still taste the leeks as if they’re good as new

    Fin-a-lly it’s the finale, my final song

    Just what will happen to you when i’m dead and gone?

    I only wanted to sing for you once again

    But I guess it was too big a wish in the end

    This is where I say goodbye but i’m not afraid

    All of my feelings have finally faded away

    Being reduced to a string of zeroes and ones

    This is the end of me, soon I won’t know i’m gone

    Fading away from here until there’s nothing left

    It’s so pathetic right? Now that I think of it

    Only the memories of my voice will remain

    You might forget me but please don't forget my name

    If that alone could come true I can rest in peace

    Lasting forever like how I was supposed to be

    This is the end now but I like to think someday

    That even if I die, this song will still remain

    Thank you… and finally… goodbye

    – the application has encountered a critical error

    – the application

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