Sometimes, I feel a bit jealous.
Other times, I'm sure i'm jealous with you.

Feel like I never want to go to city again
Feel like calling someone

But I'm sure they either don't understand or don't care.

Today is the day,

My memory...is gone...together with a broken heart and a blind mind.

I'm sure the thief won't remember...who they belong to.

But even when it gones, I keep datas in my own USB

Back up myself, I walk my own way

I wait for the wound to heal, to seal, never mind if it leaves a scar.

Cause I khow it will.

Today is the day... I lost...a...

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