I've said and done with people
Resemble Murikami's thin romances
Some toying touch and wrist flick
That left them broken
Then I'm more alone then ever now.
More than one suicide, a few cats and you're doused
Again in a smell I still catch
On my friend's friend
I'm too shy to ask it's name
To see if I'm right or if I'm just stupid.
If I dream of you it's a nice release
From car crashes and glazed cakes.
