l: L鎡itia

m: Mary



l:

i looked at the sun through filters

the hate it drove out lots of colours(?) Or: I hate to provoke lots of colours

took off high like a feather

blown to the ground on my shoulder



m:

you fell

are you ok?

do you need a hand?



l:

i'm ok

let me go

go away

i'm alright

leave me here

go back home

i'm ok

you just go



i could hear two sounds in the air

the leaving steps of a guilty sister

the other sound was the water

i leaned and looked into her river



m:

thanks for the favour

the world little sister(?)



l:

i'm ok

i feel good

i can breathe

fill my soul

i'm ok

feeling good

why do i

swim in blood



(noodle noodle)



l:

i looked at the sun through filters

the hate it drove out lots of colours

took off high like a feather

blown to the ground on my shoulder



m:

thanks for the favour

the world little sister(?)



l:

i'm ok

i feel good

i can breathe

fill my soul

i'm ok

feeling good

why do i

swim in blood?



l:

i'm ok

i feel good

i can breathe

fill my soul

i'm ok

feeling good

why do i

swim in blood?



m:

la la la la la...