I "Hate" Anime

I roll my eyes when you say “press play,” Call it cringe and I walk away, “Big eyes, weird plots, what’s wrong with y’all?” Yeah I talk real loud but I don’t mean it at all. I say I hate tropes, I say I’m above, Beach episode? Nah, that’s not my love, But somehow I know every opening theme… Don’t ask me how—I just hear things, okay? don’t read in between. I roast the clichés, the fanservice scenes, But I’m side-eye scrolling like “what does that mean?” Say I’m just joking, ironic taste— But I never skip when it cuts to waist— This is a song about a song I’d never write, About hating anime every day and night, But the truth slips out when the screen goes bright— Yeah I “hate it”… but I watch it every night. Call it trash, call it cheap fantasy, “Accidental falls” aren’t fooling me, But if you check my queue, you might just see— I “hate” it… but it’s kinda got a hold on me. I mock the slow-mo, the timing’s absurd, The “trip and grab” trope? Yeah, I’ve heard— “Why’s the wind always blowing just right?” …Okay that scene was—whatever, it’s fine. I laugh at the nosebleeds, call it outdated, Say every plotline’s overrated, But when the tension builds and the music swells… I lean in closer like I won’t tell. I criticize frames like a film critique, But I’m ten episodes deep in a single week, Say it’s for memes, just irony fuel— But I know the characters, I know the rules— This is a song about a song I’d never write, About hating anime every day and night, But I know the tropes and I know the type— Yeah I “hate it”… but I replay the highlights. Rolling my eyes at the “lucky perv” scene, Saying “this is why it’s never mainstream,” But if I’m honest, somewhere in between— I “hate” it… but I know exactly what it means. Don’t clip that scene, don’t screenshot me, Don’t say “you’re into this,” let me be— It’s just a phase, ironic taste— Now excuse me while I don’t let this episode go to waste. I swear I’m judging—(pause)—okay, I’m not, Maybe just a little, maybe more than I thought, If liking it’s wrong, then I’ll stay confused— Just don’t check my watch history, I’d rather you refuse— This is a song about a song I tried to hide, About hating anime with too much pride, But I hum the themes and I can’t deny— Yeah I “hate it”… but I’m along for the ride. Call it guilty, call it irony, Call it “just curiosity,” But behind the jokes, it’s clear to see— I “hate” it… but it kinda feels like me.