Fact
Текст песни Resident In My Room

That's quite ironic
something eddies in me
I entrust my body to it
Unchanging days

I was looking up the smoke
I found a spider dazing me
through a gap in the smoke
as if myself losing the way to go
I can't move like the butterfly caught in the web

I would play into your hard,
I would play into your hard,
If I struggle

how long do you keep me as a preservative food?
for me, you seem to look over there.
(how long) do you keep me as a preservative food?
for me, you seem to look over there.

It's your territory.

I'm a wingless bipolar

how long do you keep me as a preservative food?
for me, you seem to look over there.
(how long) do you keep me as a preservative food?
for me, you seem to look over there.

There's reality behind the window
the rain drops are like tick
if you wait a little longer,
I would fly, before the smoke would me gone