2020.12.07.
SOS from an Earthling in Distress
Versions:Why do I live, why do I die
Why do I laugh, why do I cry
This is the S.O.S
From an earthling in distress
I've never had my feet on the ground
I'd rather be a bird
I don't feel comfortable in my own skin
I'd like to see the world upside down
In the event that it were more beautiful
More beautiful seen from above
From above
I've always confused life
With comic books
It's like I have needs of metamorphosis
I feel something
That draws me
That draws me
That draws me upward
At the great lotto of the universe
I didn't draw the right number
I don't feel comfortable in my own skin
I don't want to be a robot
Metro (subway), work, sleep
Why do I live, why do I die
Why do I scream, why do I cry
I believe I'm capturing signals
Which came from another world
I've never had my feet on the ground
I'd rather be a bird
I don't feel comfortable in my own skin
I would like to see the world upside down
I'd rather be a bird
Sleep, child, sleep