歌詞

Now I’m not hungry, I feel so stuffy Because of books, movies or feeling and thinking, Breathing into inside of me My head is jam-packed with input of them So, I have to breath out(I really can’t stand it) But the train always runs on time Robbing me the distance to destination station I keep standing with no occasion Seeing outside through the window screen So, I have to breath out (I really can’t stand it) Today It’s too late to go “somewhere” Coz it does not remain as much as a hair. All locations are already illuminated And the place of ideal have been terminated In the night, can’t look well views of distant Makes me ashamed for the attitude of dilettante Then I feel I can't digest my underside And I can't help taking off to run So, I have to breath out (I really can’t stand it)