[Verse 1]
I should be glad to have you back
But this time around, something’s turned to black
Your pale body a projection screen
I know every frame, so many times that I’ve seen -

[Chorus 1]
Will it be like before?
Will it ever be the same?
If we reuse the cels
Would the color start to fade?
Yeah

[Verse 2]
It’s history that hasn’t happened yet
Last time I cried, this time I sweat
And doesn’t it seem, and doesn’t it seem an awful waste
That all of our cells will get replaced?

[Chorus 1]
Will it be like before?
Will it ever be the same?
If we reuse the cels
Would the color start to fade?

[Chorus 2]
Will it be like before?
Will I lose you again?
If we reuse ourselves
Could there be any other end?
[Outro]
If it’s just like before
If I’m losing you again
Still we reuse the cels