AIMLESS SOULS,WONDERIN FEET...
after a hardy perennial aimless hard work...just feelin' tired out.
nobody kan tell otherz how to do or what to do but even themselves .
once in a while,i missed some one who even i've forgotten in deed maybe.
i would do something which i kant tell iz meaningless or wrong or not.
and bear much of cofusion after that.iz crazy and odd but kant be dealed wiz.
maybe,somebody condider mi as who looks like nothing botherin ,no lack of money,no lack of leisure time,no lack of lovers even 。。。
but why i feel no happy for long?
and no long for love ,friendship,or and kinds of emotion which i cherish most and enjoyable to mi before....
i wanna cry out that"come on,baby~~love mi,right now!!!!"well,nobody besides mi...
iz a vicious circle,no love to anyone,no lover;no lover,no love;no love,no lover.
i leave myself alone here and keepin away from otherz then feel lonely for my doings...
amuse myself at amusing park...that's it.
with a thrill in my head and a pill on my tongue,dissolve the nerves that i've just begun listening to marvin all night long...
this is the sound of my soul,this is the sound...of my aimless souls...
my loneliness lingers in the air...let-down my hair while hearing city sighs the nights.