[Intro｜radio filter × electric violin] Scroll, scroll, scroll— Same face, same frame, same noise. You say, “Everything looks the same.” Funny. Who kept looking? ⸻ [Verse 1] Another clone on the glowing screen, Familiar shape, familiar scene. 知ってる名前 知ってる型 だから指だけ止まるのさ “Look! It sounds like something great!” Easy reference, easy weight. Compare it fast, approve the view, Then blame the world for copying you. ⸻ [Pre-Chorus] One-two-three, offbeat reaction, Recognition breeds attraction. わからないものは流して 知ってるものだけ残して Then you ask— “Where did the new things go?” ⸻ [Chorus] Similar is your choice! You clicked it into noise. You fed the mirror every day, Then blamed it for your face. Similar is your choice! Familiar gets a voice. 似ているから届いたんだ Not because nothing else exists. ⸻ [Instrumental Break｜Electric Gypsy SKA] [fast electric violin run] [clarinet counter-melody] [brass on offbeats] [distorted Rhodes chord stab] [7/8 breakdown] [return to ska] ⸻ [Verse 2] “This generation has no new sound.” Says the feed that loops around. 未知の作品 理解不能 三秒以内で即退場 No reference point? No easy score? Then no one knows what liking’s for. But give them something half-remembered— Suddenly the crowd assembles. ⸻ [Pre-Chorus 2] Known things travel, strange things sink, Recognition moves before we think. “新しいものがない”じゃなく 新しいものを見てないだけ The filter isn’t neutral. It’s you. ⸻ [Chorus] Similar is your choice! You trained the louder voice. You praised the things you understood, Then called the whole world dull. Similar is your choice! The algorithm keeps score. 反応したものだけ増えて You ask why there is nothing more. ⸻ [Bridge｜Progressive Electric Jazz Breakdown] What did you skip because it had no name? What did you miss because it played no game? What did you call “weird,” “wrong,” “unclear,” then never let it reappear? [half-time] Not every silence means nothing was there. Sometimes— nobody cared. ⸻ [Break｜spoken × glitch brass] You say: “Everything is derivative.” But— Did you search outside the derivative? Did you stop for the thing you couldn’t classify? Did you listen before asking what it sounded like? Or did you only love what already knew how to introduce itself? ⸻ [Final Chorus｜Full Ensemble] Similar is your choice! Not fate, not just the noise. The things you recognize survive, The strange ones disappear. Similar is your choice! So choose beyond the known. 似たものばかりじゃない 似たものだけが届いてる Similar is your choice! Your attention builds the stage. 見ることだって選択だ And every click redraws the page. ⸻ [Outro｜electric violin × ska guitar fading] Scroll… Pause. Don’t ask: “What does this resemble?” Ask: “What is this trying to become?” [violin harmonic] Similar… is your choice.
