Headcannon, even in this song mario isn't genuinely himself, bf wants more ghost amd corrupted versions of game classics to rap battle against so because what bf wanted was a corrupted mario that's what personalized mario became and it was only when personalized mario began to sing about his sadness and lack of free will that boyfriend's intentions changed allowing personalized mario to if only for a moment changed into a form more personal to him, what he was ment to be if not for the personalization
The lyrics really tell a tail about how Mario's suffering to be this monster he doesn't want to be and that its not his choice to be its the copy and the player. But when he transformed into this 64 style it shows his true form and how its horrible in the game with old blood and no eyes 😭 that really brings tears to my eyes
My theory is that at first he's creepy because that's what bf wants, a creepy Mario to rap battle, then when he takes something more resembling his true form it's because by singing of his sorrows he's made bf emphasis with him and therefore change what he was hoping to see yet even still there are hints of creepiness as he's yet to fully change his mind and thus still hasn't let Mario truly be himself fully
A nemisis deranged with greed. A misled brother reliving his demise. A princess who's story ended before it began. And at the center of it all... A hero who's lost himself. They wait in your copy. Good job man!
Lyrics: *He cannot be saved* Our suffering's the cost of your joy, Paid gladly, But I wonder if our sacrifice truly made you happy. It was fun, well, while it lasted, But you've moved on, and I can't help but feel like we're straining. Are we aging...? Life is change, but.... Is life changing? GAME OVER. We have been stretched thin by a monster in disguise, A thousands roles to take, A blank slate to be personalized. I ask; "why?", But no one answers me. I can't accept that this is all that we've ever been meant to be. Sentience given, Just to then learn it's artificial... Iceberg's abyssal. I was meant, To be the star of the show that everyone knows. Adventures wait, It'll be great... They said: "It's fated!" And good times, we had, but you know nothing lasts forever, and no matter how fun I made it for them, I was abandoned and amalgamated, The game's uncompleted, There's nobody else to share this hell with. Floating heads are nothing but lies, "L is Real" has always been a myth, Lost in filth. And fake memories. Festering sin, Lies within. And it boils. Burning Hatred awakens in me, in a world nothing more than Ground Zero, Victimized to a code that has spelled the doom of the so called "hero". Every pixel is familiar. But I feel like I've none of these things before. Separate lives live on behind my empty, dead eyes. The other kind of me. Who are so different and yet the same. A nostalgic feel many seek and fail to recapture, It's not the same when you've been fractured. Sentimental Raptures. Manufactured joy. Maybe it's this way on purpose. What did I do to deserve this? We, were given life and alongside it given a choice. We chose to rest but were denied. They don't care how we fare. Why should they? We can't be ourselves 'cause we're PERSONALIZED. Even now, it lingers! I can't escape this damn curse! Perfect to what everyone else wants, But I lost myself somewhere in this verse... Not as simple as it may seem, The lies I sewed cannot be undone, I cannot fix anything that I broke. What have I become? Thought it was a good deed. At the time, it was all good for you and me. A unique adventure... Whomp's Fortress and Dire Dire, Behind the veil, a filthy liar. Hatred's slave, For I am the one who dug that Watery Grave. We're only sinking deeper... "Buh- Bye!" The princess is still trapped in another castle, Yet no one to save the hero trapped in shackles, Once given anything, life becomes simply futile, First place has it's price. No 1-UPS can help, No retries on both ends, Press back... There's just one road this plumber goes, NO CONTROL.... I am just a puppet whose code was tampered, So why should I have the rights to choose? There's no inclusion for my retribution, Spirit of the stars... "Oh no...." Who am I? But a creation of a mistake A remnant of a million distasteful sins, Facsimile, Thrown away. Time is ticking away. Shouldn't be playing a game that costs what's precious, Resonance of your life and soul, It glimmers more than a gold coin. Do I not deserve to be given redemption? I may be fake, I may be false, Casted in the dark, But is a second chance and justice too much to ask? Or is reality just ruthless to a broken monster in puppet strings..? **Mario yelping** Just hear me plead, And hear me scream, I'm also with life and emotion, I have a heart, I am alone, I am buried underneath the iceberg... And waiting for help... Good memories, Lament and disappear, Reality can never be connected with fiction, You can't undo the damage you have caused, No redo to remedy your past regrets. Can't foresee what's there as time to come. There's no second chances for those on the mortal veil, All the misdeeds you concealed with inscribed melody. Guess life never does change, Pitiful My code is soon to diverge But before I finally take the hat off Learn what the M actually means. "Melancholy", We all live in- In a fantasy. "Hey Luigi, what's the hold up?"
there's something about the way you do lyrics that almost feels like "this is how the song was meant to be with lyrics" not just tacked on like most fnf with lyrics videos i've seen, even good ones like maimy's or recd's, none of them capture that feeling of naturality. And this is no different, funnily enough to the theme of the song, even while listneing to it for the first time it was like i was remembering an old song i listened to on the radio, because it was JUST that natural and fitting for the song outstanding job here, now i just need someone to sing it and i can live content.
Legit, these lyrics have me in tears. I played the mod when it came out, and while I love all of the songs, it's Watery Grave that gives that somber melody of being forgotten and not knowing who to cry to. But your copy is so much different. It's a remnant of despair of what was promised vs what actually happened, something I can relate to. Listening to the song alone with these lyrics had me break down, and lowkey the tears are still falling! Good Job, Joker, as well as the ones who helped with the lyrics!
Broken vows are like broken mirrors. They leave those who held to them bleeding and staring at fractured images of themselves. Like Mario, he's just a mangled piece of code that is too smart for his own good, now just a shell of what he used to be.
This is not good, its god-like. These lyrics got me ascending but in the end I always get pulled back to a watery grave called Earth. Your Copy of this song is still absolutely amazing, keep it up! :D You too Potato man. Whoever you are.
extremely realistic somehow? idk the lyrics fit so much in they give me this vibe that it could be real? idk how to describe it (anyways good job like always)
I can see CN-64 mimicing voices of other creepypasta fnf mods in this lyrics, like Ultra M. for example, when he says "can't foresee what's there as time to come", he could mimic requital, "or is reality just ruthless to a broken monster in puppet strings" has a possibility of being marionette, and whilst saying "floating heads are nothing but lies", he might mimic wario apparition
credit and thanks to nugget for typing out the first half, seems updates stopped, so i finished it up Our suffering's the cost of your joy Paid gladly. But I wonder if our sacrifice truly made you happy. It was fun, well, while it lasted But you've moved on, and I can't help but feel like we're straining. Are we aging...? Life is change, but... Is life changing? GAME OVER We have been stretched thin by a monster in disguise. A thousand roles to take, A blank slate to be personalized. I ask; "why?" But no one answers me. I can't accept that this is all that we've ever been meant to be. Sentience given, Just to then learn it's artificial... Iceberg's abyssal. I was meant- To be the star of the show that everyone knows. Adventures wait, It'll be great... They said: "It's fated!" And good times, we had, but you know nothing lasts forever, and no- Matter how fun I made it for them, I was abandoned and amalgamated. The game's uncompleted there's no- body else to share this hell with. Floating heads are nothing but lies, "L is Real" has always been a myth. Lost in filth And fake memories. Festering sin, Lies within, And it boils. Burning Hatred awakens in me, in a world nothing more than Ground Zero, Victimized to a code that has spelled the doom of the so-called "hero". Every pixel is familiar, But I feel like I've seen none of these things before. Separate lives live on behind my empty, dead eyes. The other kinds of me Who are so different and yet the same. A nostalgic feel many seek and fail to recapture, It's not the same when you've been fractured. Sentimental- Raptures. Manufactured joy. Maybe it's this way on purpose. What did I do to deserve this? We were given life and alongside it given a choice. We chose to rest but were denied. They don't care how we fare, why should they? We can't be ourselves 'cause we're PERSONALIZED. Even now, it lingers! I can't escape this damn curse! Perfect to what everyone else wants, But I lost myself somewhere in this verse... Not as simple as it may seem, The lies I sewed cannot be undone. I can't fix anything that I broke. What have I become? Thought it was a good deed. At the time, it was all done for you and me. A unique adventure... Whomp's Fortress and Dire Dire, Behind the veil, a filthy liar. Hatred's slave, For I am the one who dug that Watery Grave. We're only sinking deeper... Buh-Bye! The princess is still trapped in another castle, yet no one to seave the hero trapped in shackles, once given anything life becomes simply futile, first place has its price. No 1-ups can help, no retries on both ends, press back, theres just one road this plumber goes, no control I am just a puppet whose code was tampered, so why should i have the rights to choose? Theres no inclusion, for my retribution, spirit of the stars.. Oh no... Who am i..? but a creation of mistake, a remnant of a million distasteful sins? Facsimile, thrown away. time is ticking, shouldnt be playing, a game that costs whats precious, resonance of your life and soul it glimmers more than a gold coin, do i not deserve to be given redemption?! it may be fake, i may be false, casted in the dark, but is a second chance and justice too much to ask? or is reality just ruthless to a broken monster in puppet strings? just hear me plead, and hear me scream, im also with life and emotion, i have a heart, i am alone, i am buried underneath- the... iceberg and, waiting for help, good memories, lament and disappear, reality can never be connected with fiction, you cant undo the damage you have caused no redo to remedy your past regrets, cant foresee whats there as time to come, theres no second chances for those on the mortal veil, all the misdeeds you concealed with inscribed melody guess life never does change, pitiful, my code is soon to diverge, but before i finally take the hat off, learn now what the M actually means "melancholy" we all live in.. in a fantasy... Hey Luigi! whats the hold up?!
Imagine being a sentient AI trapped in a Super Mario game taking the form of a goofy ahh Mario while in pain and the game that you're in is pirated.. couldn't be me lol
@@somerandomone Watery Grave is about Luigi lamenting after drowning I couldn't find anything about Your Copy's "lore" so I made my own. Essentially, the game that BF owns (his copy) changed so much that Mario/C-n64 became an amalgamated mess of what the image of "Mario" is supposed to be. One time when Mario was personalizing the courtyard, he accidentally removed the floor and added it back, trapping Luigi under it and causing him to drown. (Hence why Luigi calls out for Mario in Watery Grave) the game then freaked out when Luigi was removed, causing some of the code to go haywire and embed themselves in Mario's mind (that's the "they" Mario keeps referring to) which now torture him with never ending changes to his whole reality, until he loses his mind and goes insane from the lack of consistency and logic in his world.
LYRICS (WIP): Our suffering's the cost of your joy Paid gladly. But I wonder if our sacrifice truly made you happy. It was fun, well, while it lasted But you've moved on, and I can't help but feel like we're straining. Are we aging...? Life is change, but... Is life changing? GAME OVER We have been stretched thin by a monster in disguise. A thousand roles to take, A blank slate to be personalized. I ask; "why?" But no one answers me. I can't accept that this is all that we've ever been meant to be. Sentience given, Just to then learn it's artificial... Iceberg's abyssal. I was meant- To be the star of the show that everyone knows. Adventures wait, It'll be great... They said: "It's fated!" And good times, we had, but you know nothing lasts forever, and no- Matter how fun I made it for them, I was abandoned and amalgamated. The game's uncompleted there's no- body else to share this hell with. Floating heads are nothing but lies, "L is Real" has always been a myth. Lost in filth And fake memories. Festering sin, Lies within, And it boils. Burning Hatred awakens in me, in a world nothing more than Ground Zero, Victimized to a code that has spelled the doom of the so-called "hero". Every pixel is familiar, But I feel like I've seen none of these things before. Separate lives live on behind my empty, dead eyes. The other kinds of me Who are so different and yet the same. A nostalgic feel many seek and fail to recapture, It's not the same when you've been fractured. Sentimental- Raptures. Manufactured joy. Maybe it's this way on purpose. What did I do to deserve this? We were given life and alongside it given a choice. We chose to rest but were denied. They don't care how we fare, why should they? We can't be ourselves 'cause we're PERSONALIZED. Even now, it lingers! I can't escape this damn curse! Perfect to what everyone else wants, But I lost myself somewhere in this verse... Not as simple as it may seem, The lies I sewed cannot be undone. I can't fix anything that I broke. What have I become? Thought it was a good deed. At the time, it was all done for you and me. A unique adventure... Whomp's Fortress and Dire Dire, Behind the veil, a filthy liar. Hatred's slave, For I am the one who dug that Watery Grave. We're only sinking deeper... (I'll write more of the lyrics when I can, it takes longer than you would thing)
(Added some/ changed some words to make it flow a bit better) The princess is still trapped in another castle Yet no one to save the hero trapped in shackles Once given anything life becomes simply futile, first place has its price … No more 1-ups can help, No more retries on either’s end. Press back… There’s just one road this plumber goes No… con-trol I am just a puppet whose code was tampered with, so why should I have the rights to choose There’s no inclusion for my retribution just Spirit of the stars… … … WHO AM I, but a creation of mistake? A remnant of a million distasteful sins. Facsimile- All just thrown away Time is ticking, you shouldn’t be playing A game that costs what’s precious, the resonance of your own life and soul. Glimmers just like a coin, no matter Do I not deserve to be given redemption? Oh, Sure I’m fake and sure I’m false, casted in the dark But is a second chance and justice all too much to ask for? Or is reality just ruthless to a broken monster in puppet strings. … Just hear my plead and hear my scream. I’m also with life and emotion I have a heart I am alone I am buried underneath… the ice-burg… and waiting for help good memories lament and despair reality can never be connected with fiction, and you can’t undue the damage that every one of you have caused. No redo remedys past regrets. Can’t foresee what’s there as all of the time just stops. There’s no second chances for those on the mortal veil all the misdeeds you concealed with inscribed melodies. … Guess all of our life’s never stand still, they change. My code is failing, diverging of your path of life. But before I finally take the hat off, learn now what the *M* actually means and stands for... *Melancholy*… We all live in… a fantasy… That will never truly be realized…
Bit random but, anyone else really want to see somone do a comic of all the Mario's and Luigi's throughout mario mods to have lost or been separated from their brother's to be in the same Room? L is real luigi and personalized mario in the same Room as marii madness's alone Luigi and the mario from I hate you, and might as well through in I hate you Luigi and maybe even angry Luigi from that ome joke mod as well sense it's funny.
Headcannon, even in this song mario isn't genuinely himself, bf wants more ghost amd corrupted versions of game classics to rap battle against so because what bf wanted was a corrupted mario that's what personalized mario became and it was only when personalized mario began to sing about his sadness and lack of free will that boyfriend's intentions changed allowing personalized mario to if only for a moment changed into a form more personal to him, what he was ment to be if not for the personalization
Facts
The lyrics really tell a tail about how Mario's suffering to be this monster he doesn't want to be and that its not his choice to be its the copy and the player. But when he transformed into this 64 style it shows his true form and how its horrible in the game with old blood and no eyes 😭 that really brings tears to my eyes
My theory is that at first he's creepy because that's what bf wants, a creepy Mario to rap battle, then when he takes something more resembling his true form it's because by singing of his sorrows he's made bf emphasis with him and therefore change what he was hoping to see yet even still there are hints of creepiness as he's yet to fully change his mind and thus still hasn't let Mario truly be himself fully
@@monke7919 OOOO I love that theory
“life is change, but… is life changing?” that’ll hit hard ONCE you age
A nemisis deranged with greed.
A misled brother reliving his demise.
A princess who's story ended before it began.
And at the center of it all...
A hero who's lost himself.
They wait in your copy.
Good job man!
Wario apparition
L is real
?
Personalized mario.
Lyrics:
*He cannot be saved*
Our suffering's the cost of your joy,
Paid gladly,
But I wonder if our sacrifice truly made you happy.
It was fun, well, while it lasted,
But you've moved on, and I can't help but feel like we're straining.
Are we aging...?
Life is change, but....
Is life changing?
GAME OVER.
We have been stretched thin by a monster in disguise,
A thousands roles to take,
A blank slate to be personalized.
I ask; "why?",
But no one answers me.
I can't accept that this is all that we've ever been meant to be.
Sentience given,
Just to then learn it's artificial...
Iceberg's abyssal.
I was meant,
To be the star of the show that everyone knows.
Adventures wait, It'll be great...
They said: "It's fated!"
And good times, we had, but you know nothing lasts forever,
and no matter how fun I made it for them,
I was abandoned and amalgamated,
The game's uncompleted,
There's nobody else to share this hell with.
Floating heads are nothing but lies,
"L is Real" has always been a myth,
Lost in filth.
And fake memories.
Festering sin,
Lies within. And it boils.
Burning Hatred awakens in me,
in a world nothing more than Ground Zero,
Victimized to a code that has spelled the doom
of the so called "hero".
Every pixel is familiar.
But I feel like I've none of these things before.
Separate lives live on behind my empty, dead eyes.
The other kind of me.
Who are so different and yet the same.
A nostalgic feel many seek and fail to recapture,
It's not the same when you've been fractured.
Sentimental Raptures.
Manufactured joy.
Maybe it's this way on purpose.
What did I do to deserve this?
We, were given life and alongside it given a choice.
We chose to rest but were denied.
They don't care how we fare.
Why should they?
We can't be ourselves 'cause we're PERSONALIZED.
Even now, it lingers!
I can't escape this damn curse!
Perfect to what everyone else wants,
But I lost myself somewhere in this verse...
Not as simple as it may seem,
The lies I sewed cannot be undone,
I cannot fix anything that I broke.
What have I become?
Thought it was a good deed.
At the time, it was all good for you and me.
A unique adventure...
Whomp's Fortress and Dire Dire,
Behind the veil, a filthy liar.
Hatred's slave,
For I am the one who dug that Watery Grave.
We're only sinking deeper...
"Buh- Bye!"
The princess is still trapped in another castle,
Yet no one to save the hero trapped in shackles,
Once given anything, life becomes simply futile,
First place has it's price.
No 1-UPS can help,
No retries on both ends,
Press back...
There's just one road this plumber goes,
NO CONTROL....
I am just a puppet whose code was tampered,
So why should I have the rights to choose?
There's no inclusion for my retribution,
Spirit of the stars...
"Oh no...."
Who am I?
But a creation of a mistake
A remnant of a million distasteful sins,
Facsimile,
Thrown away.
Time is ticking away.
Shouldn't be playing a game that costs what's precious,
Resonance of your life and soul,
It glimmers more than a gold coin.
Do I not deserve to be given redemption?
I may be fake,
I may be false,
Casted in the dark,
But is a second chance and justice too much to ask?
Or is reality just ruthless to a broken monster in puppet strings..?
**Mario yelping**
Just hear me plead,
And hear me scream,
I'm also with life and emotion,
I have a heart,
I am alone,
I am buried underneath the iceberg...
And waiting for help...
Good memories,
Lament and disappear,
Reality can never be connected with fiction,
You can't undo the damage you have caused,
No redo to remedy your past regrets.
Can't foresee what's there as time to come.
There's no second chances for those on the mortal veil,
All the misdeeds you concealed with inscribed melody.
Guess life never does change,
Pitiful
My code is soon to diverge
But before I finally take the hat off
Learn what the M actually means.
"Melancholy",
We all live in-
In a fantasy.
"Hey Luigi, what's the hold up?"
Uh, please ignore the issue with the aspect ratio, I'm not exactly sure what occurred.
It got squished with an anvil
An error has occurred that’s what
Surprisingly accurate to both the melody of the song and the lore surrounding it. This is high quality stuff right here!
there's something about the way you do lyrics that almost feels like "this is how the song was meant to be with lyrics" not just tacked on like most fnf with lyrics videos i've seen, even good ones like maimy's or recd's, none of them capture that feeling of naturality.
And this is no different, funnily enough to the theme of the song, even while listneing to it for the first time it was like i was remembering an old song i listened to on the radio, because it was JUST that natural and fitting for the song
outstanding job here, now i just need someone to sing it and i can live content.
We need churgney on his own song, his faker and black sun lyrical over is godly
Legit, these lyrics have me in tears. I played the mod when it came out, and while I love all of the songs, it's Watery Grave that gives that somber melody of being forgotten and not knowing who to cry to.
But your copy is so much different. It's a remnant of despair of what was promised vs what actually happened, something I can relate to. Listening to the song alone with these lyrics had me break down, and lowkey the tears are still falling! Good Job, Joker, as well as the ones who helped with the lyrics!
Broken vows are like broken mirrors. They leave those who held to them bleeding and staring at fractured images of themselves.
Like Mario, he's just a mangled piece of code that is too smart for his own good, now just a shell of what he used to be.
5:49 Man, this hit hard. The reverb really hit me hard.
This is not good, its god-like.
These lyrics got me ascending but in the end I always get pulled back to a watery grave called Earth.
Your Copy of this song is still absolutely amazing, keep it up! :D
You too Potato man. Whoever you are.
Goddamn this was amazing and the detail on the m64 part was stunning
3:08 this goes way too hard
a fnf song hasn't emotionally hit me this way since hellhole
The Instrumental is so gorgeous I can't ♡
Agreed
Yeah, but what about Out of place? Song sounding like a whole main character theme or something, it’s amazing
@@demonicdemon8155 Would have been a great song if it wasn't for the awful chromatics
@@zerno_dread
and only that, it's fit cuz it's supposed to be the last song for story mode, so it's emotional for the last song.
extremely realistic somehow? idk the lyrics fit so much in they give me this vibe that it could be real? idk how to describe it (anyways good job like always)
1:22 I see what you did there nice
2:13 I love the font sort of changes after this it's showing him reflecting on what he's done.
Amazing lyrics. Heartfelt and heartbreaking in the best way
Ooooh new lyrics by the legend himself eh? Already been playing your other songs on repeat ,looking forward to seeing this one
I'm actually crying 😢 the lyrics are beautiful
"HEY LUIGI, WHAT'S THE HOLD UP?"
Bruh.
Question, For your FNF With Lyrics, Would I be allowed to make vocalized versions of them? (With credit for the lyrics ofc)
Yes
I like how the lyrics references some of the songs in the Mario’s Monday night massacre mod
Neat-O
I can see CN-64 mimicing voices of other creepypasta fnf mods in this lyrics, like Ultra M. for example, when he says "can't foresee what's there as time to come", he could mimic requital, "or is reality just ruthless to a broken monster in puppet strings" has a possibility of being marionette, and whilst saying "floating heads are nothing but lies", he might mimic wario apparition
God this is so peak, someone gotta actually sing this soon
Holy moly fnf vs British Mario :0
credit and thanks to nugget for typing out the first half, seems updates stopped, so i finished it up
Our suffering's the cost of your joy
Paid gladly.
But I wonder if our sacrifice truly made you happy.
It was fun, well, while it lasted
But you've moved on, and I can't help but feel like we're straining.
Are we aging...?
Life is change, but...
Is life changing?
GAME OVER
We have been stretched thin by a monster in disguise.
A thousand roles to take,
A blank slate to be personalized.
I ask; "why?"
But no one answers me.
I can't accept that this is all that we've ever been meant to be.
Sentience given,
Just to then learn it's artificial...
Iceberg's abyssal.
I was meant-
To be the star of the show that everyone knows.
Adventures wait, It'll be great...
They said: "It's fated!"
And good times, we had, but you know nothing lasts forever, and no-
Matter how fun I made it for them,
I was abandoned and amalgamated.
The game's uncompleted there's no-
body else to share this hell with.
Floating heads are nothing but lies,
"L is Real" has always been a myth.
Lost in filth
And fake memories.
Festering sin,
Lies within,
And it boils.
Burning Hatred awakens in me, in a world nothing more than Ground Zero,
Victimized to a code that has spelled the doom of the so-called "hero".
Every pixel is familiar,
But I feel like I've seen none of these things before.
Separate lives live on behind my empty, dead eyes.
The other kinds of me
Who are so different and yet the same.
A nostalgic feel many seek and fail to recapture,
It's not the same when you've been fractured.
Sentimental-
Raptures.
Manufactured joy.
Maybe it's this way on purpose.
What did I do to deserve this?
We were given life and alongside it given a choice.
We chose to rest but were denied.
They don't care how we fare, why should they?
We can't be ourselves 'cause we're PERSONALIZED.
Even now, it lingers!
I can't escape this damn curse!
Perfect to what everyone else wants,
But I lost myself somewhere in this verse...
Not as simple as it may seem,
The lies I sewed cannot be undone.
I can't fix anything that I broke.
What have I become?
Thought it was a good deed.
At the time, it was all done for you and me.
A unique adventure...
Whomp's Fortress and Dire Dire,
Behind the veil, a filthy liar.
Hatred's slave,
For I am the one who dug that Watery Grave.
We're only sinking deeper...
Buh-Bye!
The princess is still trapped in another castle, yet no one to seave the hero trapped in shackles, once given anything life becomes simply futile, first place has its price.
No 1-ups can help, no retries on both ends, press back, theres just one road this plumber goes, no control
I am just a puppet whose code was tampered, so why should i have the rights to choose? Theres no inclusion, for my retribution, spirit of the stars..
Oh no...
Who am i..? but a creation of mistake, a remnant of a million distasteful sins?
Facsimile, thrown away.
time is ticking, shouldnt be playing, a game that costs whats precious, resonance of your life and soul
it glimmers more than a gold coin, do i not deserve to be given redemption?! it may be fake, i may be false, casted in the dark, but is a second chance and justice too much to ask? or is reality just ruthless to a broken monster in puppet strings?
just hear me plead, and hear me scream, im also with life and emotion, i have a heart, i am alone, i am buried underneath-
the... iceberg and, waiting for help, good memories, lament and disappear, reality can never be connected with fiction, you cant undo the damage you have caused
no redo to remedy your past regrets, cant foresee whats there as time to come, theres no second chances for those on the mortal veil, all the misdeeds you concealed with inscribed melody
guess life never does change, pitiful, my code is soon to diverge, but before i finally take the hat off, learn now what the M actually means
"melancholy"
we all live in..
in a fantasy...
Hey Luigi! whats the hold up?!
They really had to make Mario British
Idk if this is Stanley or not, but if he isn’t Stanley would be his best friend If not…we’ll, idk play Godzilla NES or somethin.
This is C-N64, not Stanley.
this is RAW
i love how this actually stays true to the sm64: classified lore
You know what would be a lot better than lyrics? Sung lyrics!
nice video
Mama mia I’m-a first!
Imagine being a sentient AI trapped in a Super Mario game taking the form of a goofy ahh Mario while in pain and the game that you're in is pirated..
couldn't be me lol
I like the SM64 Classified reference at 2:01
Piracy is a crime you don’t sell what’s yours
Man this one hit hard tbh 3:46
4:30 - 5:48 best and saddest part of the song
fucking called itd be Your Copy, lmao
any chance youll do other songs too? full-term or short format vids.
Might do Watery Grave
@@JokersWild ok what’s the story of the song
@@winnerboycards of Watery Grave or Your Copy?
@@JokersWild id assume he means Watery Grave, but shoot both if youre asking!
@@somerandomone Watery Grave is about Luigi lamenting after drowning
I couldn't find anything about Your Copy's "lore" so I made my own.
Essentially, the game that BF owns (his copy) changed so much that Mario/C-n64 became an amalgamated mess of what the image of "Mario" is supposed to be. One time when Mario was personalizing the courtyard, he accidentally removed the floor and added it back, trapping Luigi under it and causing him to drown. (Hence why Luigi calls out for Mario in Watery Grave) the game then freaked out when Luigi was removed, causing some of the code to go haywire and embed themselves in Mario's mind (that's the "they" Mario keeps referring to) which now torture him with never ending changes to his whole reality, until he loses his mind and goes insane from the lack of consistency and logic in his world.
D̸̢̮̫̰̥̗̘̱͉͙͙̺̫̏͒̅̌O̸̙͙̺̰͚͎̙͔̦͇͗̒̋͛̄͐̓̽̄͛́͂̀̑̕ͅͅͅ️N̴̟̬̠̣͍̹̜̠̘̮͎̥̜̳̖̋͋͛̆́̂̀̅̓̕ͅͅ L̴̢̥̞͚̫̠̰̳͍̹͎̠̲̺̳͛̾͌̆́̂̒͗̓͝ͅĚ̵̢̧̛̦̼̜̲͕͕͍̤̙͉͓́̅͒̽̍̐͋͜͝T̶̢̧̨̝̺̺̿̑͆̀͋̎̅̓͘̕͝ M̴̨̦͓̰̌͆̉̃̄͆͜ͅĚ̵̢̧̛̦̼̜̲͕͕͍̤̙͉͓́̅͒̽̍̐͋͜͝ Ḩ̶̳̣̮̻̪̜͍̹̭͓͍̳̼̈́̅́̄̍̀͐́̊̽͌̊̂͂͠͝͝ẹ̷͓̺̰̽̍͛̉̐̔͋̓̚͜ŕ̶̛̰̱̈́̀́̑̿̾͛͂̈́͗̓̈́̒͘͝️-
This is sad I have played find classified and it just makes me feel so dammed and hated
This is awesome! Is Krimant happening?
1:22
Me who watched this on both channels
what a terrible day to be mario
55k views and the video is 5:55 how ironic
A.L.O.N.E
u a u CIA CIA CIA
LYRICS (WIP):
Our suffering's the cost of your joy
Paid gladly.
But I wonder if our sacrifice truly made you happy.
It was fun, well, while it lasted
But you've moved on, and I can't help but feel like we're straining.
Are we aging...?
Life is change, but...
Is life changing?
GAME OVER
We have been stretched thin by a monster in disguise.
A thousand roles to take,
A blank slate to be personalized.
I ask; "why?"
But no one answers me.
I can't accept that this is all that we've ever been meant to be.
Sentience given,
Just to then learn it's artificial...
Iceberg's abyssal.
I was meant-
To be the star of the show that everyone knows.
Adventures wait, It'll be great...
They said: "It's fated!"
And good times, we had, but you know nothing lasts forever, and no-
Matter how fun I made it for them,
I was abandoned and amalgamated.
The game's uncompleted there's no-
body else to share this hell with.
Floating heads are nothing but lies,
"L is Real" has always been a myth.
Lost in filth
And fake memories.
Festering sin,
Lies within,
And it boils.
Burning Hatred awakens in me, in a world nothing more than Ground Zero,
Victimized to a code that has spelled the doom of the so-called "hero".
Every pixel is familiar,
But I feel like I've seen none of these things before.
Separate lives live on behind my empty, dead eyes.
The other kinds of me
Who are so different and yet the same.
A nostalgic feel many seek and fail to recapture,
It's not the same when you've been fractured.
Sentimental-
Raptures.
Manufactured joy.
Maybe it's this way on purpose.
What did I do to deserve this?
We were given life and alongside it given a choice.
We chose to rest but were denied.
They don't care how we fare, why should they?
We can't be ourselves 'cause we're PERSONALIZED.
Even now, it lingers!
I can't escape this damn curse!
Perfect to what everyone else wants,
But I lost myself somewhere in this verse...
Not as simple as it may seem,
The lies I sewed cannot be undone.
I can't fix anything that I broke.
What have I become?
Thought it was a good deed.
At the time, it was all done for you and me.
A unique adventure...
Whomp's Fortress and Dire Dire,
Behind the veil, a filthy liar.
Hatred's slave,
For I am the one who dug that Watery Grave.
We're only sinking deeper...
(I'll write more of the lyrics when I can, it takes longer than you would thing)
oi, thank ya, i would also write, but this song is not of too much interest, and it is a lot of time, good on ya
(Added some/ changed some words to make it flow a bit better)
The princess is still trapped in another castle
Yet no one to save the hero trapped in shackles
Once given anything life becomes simply futile, first place has its price
…
No more 1-ups can help, No more retries on either’s end.
Press back…
There’s just one road this plumber goes
No… con-trol
I am just a puppet whose code was tampered with, so why should I have the rights to choose
There’s no inclusion for my retribution just
Spirit of the stars…
…
…
WHO AM I, but a creation of mistake? A remnant of a million distasteful sins.
Facsimile-
All just thrown away
Time is ticking, you shouldn’t be playing A game that costs what’s precious, the resonance of your own life and soul.
Glimmers just like a coin, no matter
Do I not deserve to be given redemption? Oh, Sure I’m fake and sure I’m false, casted in the dark
But is a second chance and justice all too much to ask for? Or is reality just ruthless to a broken monster in puppet strings.
…
Just hear my plead and hear my scream. I’m also with life and emotion I have a heart I am alone I am buried underneath… the ice-burg… and waiting for help good memories lament and despair reality can never be connected with fiction, and you can’t undue the damage that every one of you have caused.
No redo remedys past regrets. Can’t foresee what’s there as all of the time just stops. There’s no second chances for those on the mortal veil all the misdeeds you concealed with inscribed melodies.
…
Guess all of our life’s never stand still, they change. My code is failing, diverging of your path of life. But before I finally take the hat off, learn now what the *M* actually means and stands for...
*Melancholy*…
We all live in… a fantasy…
That will never truly be realized…
Can you make funhouse with lyrics, please?
FINALLY FOUND A SONG BETTER THAN DOOMSDAY
Your copyright
whats the lore of C-ng4?
Can you do "better off" next, I imagine it would be M ranting at bf for basically causing the game to fall apart.
So sad
Please do ground zero with lyrics.
0:07 inicio de la canción
Bit random but, anyone else really want to see somone do a comic of all the Mario's and Luigi's throughout mario mods to have lost or been separated from their brother's to be in the same Room?
L is real luigi and personalized mario in the same Room as marii madness's alone Luigi and the mario from I hate you, and might as well through in I hate you Luigi and maybe even angry Luigi from that ome joke mod as well sense it's funny.
hello, the 860 person who liked this video and 70 comment to :]
69 COMMENTS?! I'M THE 70TH COMMENTER!😅
Lol i loved the mario monday massacre night references
4:49 Way too good