Who is that fucking beautiful boy ?


擺盪在深夜不知名的傷口
我用陌生言語來安慰
認真聽了F 傳給我的那首mp3
搭車回家的路上
隧道無盡延伸地穿過瞳孔的底線
美麗總是伴著真實冷漠的諷刺
來不及開口其實是根本不想說
控訴著我們無力承擔的天使笑容
我想哭
因為眼淚已經蔓延在安排這場絕望的相遇空氣裡頭


My life is brilliant.
My love is pure.
I saw an angel.
Of that I’m sure.
She smiled at me on the subway.
She was with another man.
But I won’t lose no sleep on that,
’Cause I’ve got a plan.