“Hi...how are you?”
“Very good.”
“Good.”
“Well, here we are.”
夜已經太黑
無人能夠訴說
也得不到一點撫慰
疲憊yeah 我不斷巡迴
為何不要些許麻醉
不如忘記來得深邃yeah
慢慢喝醉我也都無所謂
反正空留自己入睡hey
你是我得不到的玫瑰
聞不到你的氣味
掉落你的純粹
全都被我浪費
Hey yeah
“酒精讓我慢慢體會yeah”
“面俱全都被我摧毀yeah”
“苦戀如同墜入輪迴yeah”
“心碎不如來場爛醉yeah”
wooh yeah
你慢慢靠近
我慢慢掉進
喉嚨也慢慢地被疼痛收緊
追逐颶風已經逐漸變得太乏味
沒有得到回應的我
已經感覺太疲憊
不停地買醉
不停地後悔
宿醉過後已經忘記
自己應該屬於誰
只留下餘味來懷念你的髮尾
借用了爛醉讓我慢慢地沉睡
“I remember that paper that
you wrote in school about synaptic behavioral routines.
It made me cry.”
“Yeah, but everything makes you cry.”
“Everything you make makes me cry.”
“So, are you seeing anybody?”