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星期六一早我希望世界毀滅
這假日我不要了 反正我也將毀滅
那突然襲來如同海嘯的毀滅感
也如同海水又鹹又苦不會變淡
每天起床 我都試過幾種方式
為了發洩 用力罵過幾種髒字
但那感覺不會被殺死
那是黑暗原力 而我的武器只有地上的湯匙
別想找出答案 因為那沒有原因
到最後只好告訴自己因為那是命
博愛座上的空洞眼神都比我年輕
到最後 這人群我還是不適應
期待著末日 我和自己的共識
或許到過世都不能拔除胸口的諷刺
用無力的手指 後製模糊的口齒
毀滅後的創造 我要創造毀滅

在黑暗中我繼續墜落
在豔陽下我繼續墜落
在寂靜裡我繼續墜落
在談笑間我繼續墜落

力氣集中雙手打開掉頁的筆記本
發動筆尖奔馳 不記愛只記恨
記下這氣氛 記下劃破我的利刃
記下嘶吼拉扯 記下杜振熙一生
記載著 生命沒有什麼讓你真正快樂
沒有任何一種食物 沒有任何一首歌
身為城市裡 一朵鮮艷的垃圾
眼神散發惡臭 就連笑都是醜的
昏迷的方法 吸食 吞服 就試吧
清醒著焦慮也是慢性的自殺
四點四十四 像鬧鈴不斷地提醒
長年的觀察 讓我能判定那是它
那個時間 是它遞的名片
滴答地將你推向生命的期限
所有你的決定只能是最後一遍
做什麼都瘋狂像是沒有明天

在黑暗中我繼續墜落
在豔陽下我繼續墜落
在寂靜裡我繼續墜落
在談笑間我繼續墜落
在黑暗中我繼續墜落
在豔陽下我繼續墜落
在寂靜裡我繼續墜落
在談笑間我繼續墜落

它說它不消失 它從不
它有它的週期 它重複
它有時拉著我 有時我拖著它
當它出現 日記上又多了一個叉
耗盡了才華 也不足以詳述
沒法抵擋它 日夜侵蝕的強度
沒有去處 只想抱著一起走入歷史
那裡虛無飄渺那是我永遠的地址

撐過今天明天又是 Gloomy Sunday
撐過今天明天又是 Gloomy Sunday
撐過今天明天又是 Gloomy Sunday
撐過今天明天又是 Gloomy Sunday
撐過今天明天又是 Gloomy Sunday
撐過今天明天又是 Gloomy Sunday
撐過今天明天又是 Gloomy Sunday
撐過今天明天又是 Gloomy Sunday

Falling

I wish the world would end on Saturday morning
I don't need this holiday, I'll be destroyed anyway
That sudden feeling of destruction, like a tsunami
Salty and bitter like seawater that never fades
Every morning, I try different ways
To vent, I've cursed with all my might
But that feeling won't be killed
That's the dark force, and my only weapon is a spoon on the ground
Don't try to find the answer, because there's no reason
In the end, I tell myself it's just fate
The empty eyes on the priority seat are younger than me
In the end, I still can't adapt to this crowd
Looking forward to the end of the world, my consensus with myself
Perhaps even until I pass away, I can't remove the irony in my chest
With my powerless fingers, I retouch my slurred speech
After the destruction, I will create destruction

In the darkness, I continue to fall
Under the sun, I continue to fall
In the silence, I continue to fall
In the laughter, I continue to fall

I focus my strength in my hands and open my decaying notebook
Unleashing my pen, I write only of hate, not love
Remembering this atmosphere, remembering the blade that cut me
Remembering the roar and struggle, remembering Du Zhenxi's life
Recording that there is nothing in life that truly makes you happy
No kind of food, no song
As a bright piece of trash in the city
My eyes emit a stench, even my smile is ugly
Ways to be unconscious: smoke, swallow, just try
Being anxious while awake is also a slow suicide
4:44, like an alarm clock, constantly reminding me
Years of observation have taught me to recognize it
That time, its business card
Tick-tock, pushing you towards the end of your life
All your decisions can only be the last
Everything is crazy, as if there's no tomorrow

In the darkness, I continue to fall
Under the sun, I continue to fall
In the silence, I continue to fall
In the laughter, I continue to fall
In the darkness, I continue to fall
Under the sun, I continue to fall
In the silence, I continue to fall
In the laughter, I continue to fall

It says it doesn't disappear, it never does
It has its cycle, it repeats
Sometimes it drags me, sometimes I drag it
When it appears, another cross on my diary
All my talent is exhausted, not enough to describe it in detail
Can't resist it, the intensity of its erosion day and night
Nowhere to go, just want to hold each other and walk into history
There is my eternal address in the ethereal void

I'll make it through today, tomorrow is Gloomy Sunday again
I'll make it through today, tomorrow is Gloomy Sunday again
I'll make it through today, tomorrow is Gloomy Sunday again
I'll make it through today, tomorrow is Gloomy Sunday again
I'll make it through today, tomorrow is Gloomy Sunday again
I'll make it through today, tomorrow is Gloomy Sunday again
I'll make it through today, tomorrow is Gloomy Sunday again
I'll make it through today, tomorrow is Gloomy Sunday again