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the non fiction days (Second Course) | BAND MAID | BRAND NEW MAID 2016

The Second Course takes us a bit deeper into the lyrics and meaning behind the track “the non-fiction days” wrestles with self-doubt, emotional weight, and the pressure of being honest with yourself. It’s a song about identity, guilt, and the fight between who you are and who you’re performing to be. Musically, it hits with tense, forward-driving rock that mirrors the internal struggle. 🎧 Album: BRAND NEW MAID (2015) 🎤 Artist: BAND-MAID 📀 Track: 1 · the non-fiction days 📅 Released: May 27, 2015 👉 Subscribe for more reactions & conversations:    / @musicallymalnourished   👉 Full literal translation & lyric notes: https://docs.google.com/document/d/16... 👉 Watch live performances, behind-the-scenes & more:   / musicallymalnourished   English Translation (Natural Flow) Verse 1 Which one is the broken clock? You know — I get to choose. But honestly, both sides were in the wrong. I’ve only ever judged good and evil By borrowing someone else’s rules. Pre-Chorus Whenever I’m alone, the doubt creeps in — Am I really here in the way I think I am? Chorus These are heavy, non-fiction days. With this habit of lying, The words I can’t say turn into poison inside me. Such brutally tough non-fiction days. I’m not slick enough to fake it, And I can’t even laugh. Is someone controlling me in these non-fiction days? Even inside my own room… Don’t fight myself. Verse 2 My heart gets stained, colored after the fact. Words cut deeper than swords — even ones spoken lightly. I bite down hard on the rust I caused myself. Do you even know what “being unreasonable” means? Pre-Chorus Even if I start from the outside, If I finish building myself, maybe I’ll see what’s inside. Chorus These are heavy non-fiction days. Even if I look away, Reality pretends to be fake. That’s just how non-fiction days go. I question myself over and over, Performing a role every time. No matter how transparent, non-fiction days still exist — Closer today than yesterday. Don’t fight myself. Bridge Give me, give me, give me — give me my name. Call me, call me — call me loudly. Give me, give me, give me — give me my name. Call me, call me, call me… oh yeah. Pre-Chorus After I threw everything away, The only thing left Was these two hands. Chorus I can’t take these non-fiction days. My lying habit, The poison spreading from unspoken words — These days are too tough. Not anymore… Final Chorus Everything I see Is a heavy non-fiction day. Even when I look away, Reality pretends to be fake. That’s how these non-fiction days always are. I question myself again and again, Still performing. Even if transparent, non-fiction days still exist — Closer today than yesterday. Don’t fight myself. Don’t fight myself. ⚠️ Copyright Disclaimer: Under Section 107 of the Copyright Act 1976, allowance is made for “fair use” for purposes such as criticism, commentary, and education. This reaction video is made in good faith to provide transformative discussion and analysis.