My favorite Vocaloid english covers

Unhappy refrain (Will Stetson)

Shotgun blasts and telecaster wrasp
Words sit in a row singing unhappy
Sitting sad as the city cackles back
Don't you hate the sounds of the muzzle's cold screams

Watch me belt until my voice is ruined
Wasting all my time I went and blew it
Now that I finally got you there right where I want
Don't you think for a second you're moving on along

Her debut was the perfect kinda new
My heads in the clouds full of shoujo manga
Ammo too is all gone from misuse
Guess it's time to turn back fore the night is all lost

Watch me cheat and take a cheap advantage
As the world all caters to my hand and
Now to this stupid life I will wave bye bye
So I'll see you again but I'm leaving you behind

Asking what's out of place is just leaving me dizzy
Tell me how do I look at the time that is long outta reach
I'm as good as can be, looking good to me, really, really, really

I guess that my friend that, you'd call me lucky
As I loop through the same old seconds spinning round and round I
Saw it, I thought it so am I happy
Yeah go to f*cking hell, that's news I'd say to me

No matter the spatter of noise I dish out
There's no end or a kind beginning I had ever found so I
Guess in a mess you could say it's all doubt
Not that you ever would get it flailing on around

I reach through the screen and who do I see
A girl flipped off her feet, a world so bittersweet

Shotguns soar, the telecasters more
No words to be found, simple unlucky
Broken, torn, a game over
Such a pitiful sight, don't it hurt ya to see

After tripping so painfully to see
I gave up on every new repeat
Rolling on and on was a pain you won't believe
Rolling on and on had you laughing in glee

Her last tour was the kind you can't ignore
The festival dies as we're sentimental
Votes all for, we split, a new course
Can we turn it around and abandon it all

Watch me belt until my voice is ruined
Wasting all my time I went and blew it
Now that I finally got you there, right where I want
Say, tell me my friend how you're going on along

Kept awake by the dreams and it's driving me crazy
It's the end of the line for perfect ones never at ease
And I'm begging you please for that kind of me, really, really, really

Why is it, oh is it that kind of happy
Empty eyes dulled at 4 am that wander round so lost and I
Wander how longer until I'm happy
But I'm just so exhausted, haunted all along

Why is it, oh is it that kind of happy
As I'm sprawled on a broken road that never seems to end and it's
Falling, it's falling apart around me
Well all I know for certain's that you gotta bend

I guess that my friend that you'd call me happy
As I loop through the same old seconds spinning round and round I
Saw it, I thought it so am I lucky
Strange cause there's no reward wherever I can see

No matter the spatter of noise I dish out
There's no end or a kind beginning I had ever found so I
Guess in a mess you could say it's all doubt
Right then I guess it's time we jump and tumble down

I reach through the screen and who do I see
A girl flipped off her feet, a world so bittersweet
That kind of lucky