不知是城市厚重的烟尘还是因为扭曲已久的生物钟造成 每次醒来时望窗外永远是未知的压抑是黄昏亦或是清晨 又一次自杀未遂后从幻觉中漠然的起身 脏乱的房间里只有麻木的肉体行走的人 有没有债讨上门有没有明天的可能 今天我要做什么 什么还有意义么 总在头脑中不停的冥冥自问 类似的情况每天都在不断的重复着发生 循规蹈矩叹息而又无力改变的堕落人生
i couldn't sleep until the whole night fall in dreams i always there but you do not i was there but you don't know so should i here or should i go my baby oh my baby where i can find u my baby where am i walking ahead my way who gonna be the next i face who gonna be the one i trade with such things has been proven throuands of times wasted such a sound used to be fresh but has being hated nowadays what is the things in my hand i play people call it nosie generater with strange strings six holy shit, i forget how to play i forget how to pay to rape my ears were being rape by your music my neurons were waiting in line dying one by one my great great great lovers my great great great fake dreams what is wrong with my shit god good good now god hate me to the guts i hate myself and i want to fade away my heart was broken when my art was about to get completion my heart was broken when my body turn into ashes blow in wind my heart was broken when my blood flow into heaven my heart was broken when you are everywhere smiling in my brain "take your broken heart make it into art" x4 but why it always has to be broken always it has to be broken but why things should go this way there gonna be another way there must be another way get to good art there gonna be a way to spiritual comunicate with the deep minds joyfully bring inside minds out drag deep pleasure out draw hiding loan straight out let it flow let it boil let it glow let it boom there gonna be a way show me please god please i almost done here i gonna get up and back home quickly lay down smoothly and dream softly sick after sick it never stops never forever and ever
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