词:张梦雨
曲:张梦雨
Sometimes I suddenly disconnect, watching
my hands typing and listening to my mouth speaking
but feeling like someone else's body is living for me.
My emotions are contained in a glass jar
I can see them churning, but I cannot touch them
nor can I feel the true temperature.
The face in the mirror became increasingly unfamiliar
like a tired tenant temporarily residing in my name.
There is a thick sterile membrane between me and my pain
I know it's there
but it can't really reach my core -my core is a void.
The deepest loneliness is when even one's
own heartbeat sounds like a blurry noise coming from the next room.