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Hotbox

進來之後記得關窗
期待的表情你早穿幫
綠色產品一個ounce透明包裝
別不信你聞 這裡早就已經飄滿香的味道
吸進吐出了煙霧就當作慰勞
最輕鬆舒服的姿勢不要像老背少
思緒變得好輕像是被風吹了飛掉
那多微妙 經過咽喉來到肺部
帶來開心的良藥 效果不分歲數
學校學不到的訣竅 不用備註
大自然的原料 是人類用罪敘述
靈感的去處 就不小心走了神
再大的煙霧能聞到的有幾個人
傳給你傳給我空氣都擁擠的很
讓你也熱了 如果外面有一點冷

氧氣缺少 不只你 還有我都被薰陶
一起被燻烤 從手指蔓延到寫下韻腳
分享幾朵趁還沒暈倒 那舒服的氣溫我們都還在尋找
如果你想一直待在Hotbox 我也會一直待在Hotbox

不知道過多久才發現進入下個層次
那景色就像幅畫 有你還有某座城市
讓你眼睛又紅又腫的濃濃一口
那感覺你早懂了像給喉嚨一肘
在臺北 我們也都這麼點燃
在下雨的車內 趕走一點點煩
習慣星期一的情緒 會有一點點藍
生存有時容易有時不只一點點難
也像在你家那裡 共有多少人燃起
音樂放好大聲被大力的抱進懷裡
看我捲了好大根 像大屁股的美女
同個空間不只陪我 同個時間也陪你
外衣脫掉只剩下裸體
我像青春期的孩子看了就快勃起
傳遞著彷彿聖火 這循環對外封閉
到最後只剩我和你 我們的通病

氧氣缺少 不只你 還有我都被薰陶
一起被燻烤 從手指蔓延到寫下韻腳
分享幾朵趁還沒暈倒 那舒服的氣溫我們都還在尋找
如果你想一直待在Hotbox 我也會一直待在Hotbox

我們到處找著那種地方
能夠還給我們寧靜的那種地方
能夠容忍我們習性的那種地方
能夠符合我們情境 沒有一定的那種地方
而好像我正在走不歸路
不管好或壞的標籤能否不背負
像龜兔賽跑 我來當龜誰當兔
早忘了那些嘴臉只記住誰曾幫助
曾經幫助我飛到空中持續好久
看清楚朦朧 一切所有
看清楚誰是敵人卻扮成好友
我做我自己 管誰說我跳樑小丑
待了好久你也沒有出去
誰都還不想走 因為沒有顧慮
就這樣不間斷的直到言語失序
就這樣時間逝去 就讓時間逝去

氧氣缺少 不只你 還有我都被薰陶
一起被燻烤 從手指蔓延到寫下韻腳
分享幾朵趁還沒暈倒 那舒服的氣溫我們都還在尋找
如果你想一直待在Hotbox 我也會一直待在Hotbox

Hotbox

Get in after remembering to close the window
Your early giveaway: an anticipating expression
A green product, an ounce, transparent packaging
Don't believe? You smell it. The scent’s already richly diffused here
Inhale, exhale the smoke—let this be your reward
The most relaxing and comfortable posture, not like the young carried by the old
Thoughts grow light, as if lifted and carried by the wind
How wonderful! Passing through the windpipe and into the lungs
Bringing the good medicine of happiness, its effects regardless of age
A knack not taught in school, no need for notes
Nature's raw material—by man, described as a sin
Sanctuary of inspiration, unwittingly lost in thought
In such smoky abundance, how many can detect it?
Passing it to you, passing it to me, the air grows thick
You too will warm if it is a little chilly outside

Not just you, but I—both of us, are immersed in the lack of oxygen
Smoked together, it spread from fingers to the writing of rhymes
Sharing a few puffs, before we faint—we're still searching for that cozy temperature
If you want to stay in the Hotbox, I will stay in the Hotbox too

I don't know how long it took to notice entering the next layer
The view is like a painting, you and a certain city
Thick, dense smoke, enough to turn your eyes red and swollen
A feeling you know well, like an elbow to the throat
In Taipei, we, too, light up
Drive away those little annoyances, in a car during the rain
Used to Monday's blue emotions
Survival is sometimes easy, sometimes not a little difficult
There are many others lighting up, just like in your place
Music loud and enveloping—powerful
Look, I've rolled one big enough to be a big-butt beauty
Not just accompanying me in this space, but also accompanying you at this time
Outerwear removed, leaving only nudity
Like a pubescent boy, I'm almost aroused at the sight
Passing it along like the sacred flame—this cycle is sealed off from the outside
Finally, only you and I remain—our common ailment

Not just you, but I—both of us, are immersed in the lack of oxygen
Smoked together, it spread from fingers to the writing of rhymes
Sharing a few puffs, before we faint—we're still searching for that cozy temperature
If you want to stay in the Hotbox, I will stay in the Hotbox too

We search everywhere for that kind of place
A place that can restore our tranquility
A place that can tolerate our habits
A place that fits our situation—no set type
But it's like I'm on an irreversible path
Regardless of whether the labels are good or bad, can we not bear them?
Like the tortoise and the hare—who will be the tortoise, who will be the hare?
I've long forgotten those faces, remembering only those who helped me
They once helped me fly into the air, sustaining me for a long time
Seeing clearly through the haze—everything
Seeing clearly who is an enemy, yet pretends to be a friend
I'll be myself, no matter who calls me a clown
You've been here for so long, and you still haven't left
Neither of us wants to go, because we have no worries
So without pause, until words lose all order
So time goes by—let time go by

Not just you, but I—both of us, are immersed in the lack of oxygen
Smoked together, it spread from fingers to the writing of rhymes
Sharing a few puffs, before we faint—we're still searching for that cozy temperature
If you want to stay in the Hotbox, I will stay in the Hotbox too