吊死在阿佐谷公寓的神

愛多管閑事説話難聽的賤人

I Can't Tell If

I don't know what I'm still awake for, or why I want to write these things. Maybe I just want.

While you told me that you loved me, all I could see was just my empty eyes through this black mirror.Fucking mirror.

It'll be a long night bein' thinking, but it's nothin' that I'm thinking.

Cards never go my way, though I know it's unescapable. I am fightin' against time but time it's the most I have…or need.

I can't tell if these fuckin' things are really truth. I can even not tell why I keep sayin' “fucking”. All I need now in this long dark empty night is not time but somebody to talk.

Where is the next lie?I can't tell if there is.

I can't tell if.

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