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LAST CHANCE CLASSROOM (Haritsumeta Kuuki Cover)

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[Chorus] One year on the timer, destiny pressed Born from the lab, but my soul ain’t blessed World in my hands, I could end this mess Still I teach lost kids how to live, not stress [Verse 1] Used to be the Reaper, contract inked in blood Silent footsteps, state-paid murder flood They pulled me off the street, said “you’re useful to us” Strapped me in a lab, turned a man into dust Experiment scars, science crossed the line Split the moon open, left a warning sign Mach-speed thoughts, tentacles unwind Now the planet shakes every time I move my mind They fear what they built, yeah, weapon gone wrong A god with a countdown, too fast, too strong They said I’m a monster, said I don’t belong But they made me this way, so who did me wrong? [Chorus] One year on the timer, destiny pressed Born from the lab, but my soul ain’t blessed World in my hands, I could end this mess Still I teach lost kids how to live, not stress [Verse 2] Then she stepped in my life, calm voice, clear sight Saw a man in the monster, not the fear, not the might Aguri told me, “Teach ‘em before it’s too late” Said knowledge hits harder than power or hate She believed in redemption, not the gun or the blade So I swore on her name, I’d repay what she gave Now I stand in a classroom, chalk dust in the air Kids labeled failures, society don’t care I teach ‘em math, teach ‘em aim, teach ‘em stare At the face of death and still say “I’m prepared” [Chorus] One year on the timer, destiny pressed Monster by science, but my heart confessed I could burn the world, put the sky to rest But I choose last lessons over global death [Verse 3] Class 3-E, outcasts on the hill They tried to bury ‘em, said “they never will” I sharpen their minds and their blades with skill Teach ‘em when to strike and when to stay still Every smile they earn cuts deeper than knives ‘Cause I know I won’t be there for the rest of their lives They train to kill me, yeah, that’s part of the deal But I’m proud of the hands that might make it real If my death gives ‘em strength, then my fate is sealed A teacher till the end, that’s the truest shield [Bridge] I was built for destruction, rewritten by care From paid assassination to classroom despair Clock in my chest, but my conscience is clear If they surpass me, then my end is sincere [Chorus – Final] One year on the timer, destiny pressed Life was the test, now I’m teachin’ the test No fear in the end, no need to confess I die as a man who gave his best [Outro] Not a god, not a demon, just time running thin If this is my final bell, let the lesson begin