Royal Menthol
I was high on the bridge, over the serpent like railway
Trees spread in the melting color, red, yellow, orange red, beautiful fall
Then I call back ‘the Natural Born Killer’ play,
Feeling so pain coz nobody says a ‘hey’
Being alone is just a preface
Following the scenes one must participate
I say, no, no, no
Trying the Amy Winehouse drunk tune way
Even the suicide intention has disappeared
You know it’s sad that you jump without holding a hand that’ll take you away
Then the train has passed, quickly with a huge ronron noise, like a fashion display
The phone rings, and your parents wait
You say immediately everything’s OK
After 30min reporting, you find hardly which is the right way
To marry, or not to marry, that is the question
Seems so ridiculous, but you have to make them happey
Then you think of the boy you met yesterday
There’s something you always don’t know how to make
No love, no hate
Just he’s the king on his planet of no man, and you’re the rose on your land of no rain
He’ll die of loneliness, while I get the same
Still, still, utopia is the only thing great
At the bottom of the bag, I find the green packet
ROYAL MENTHOL
Which I bought by mistake
A sudden of cool, making dizzy the brain
Finally, tears flow out as a dried river meets a fountain
Yes, you need a good rain
Life continues, offering the cards you have to take
They say ‘Tomorrow is another day’
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