Category: Liner Notes
My Sleeves Are Already Wet In the end, nothing was said. Tchaikovsky's The Nutcracker for the Chilly Wind A lazy voice sheds. Waters of March. Crying and laughing beyond the seasons. I Saw You By Chance What is Pouring Out? Is It Our Confession? I'll Be Your Underline. My Stomach Felt Ticklish I'll Drink It All Up, Sip by Sip. Drifting Indifferently Like a Discarded Tube. Bitter Turns to Sugar. To the emptiness, as if everything has lost its color. Are you a puppy? Don't be nice. I like the blank space after that. It's Not Even the Same Universe Anymore. Fading Away Faintly Last Last. Baby I'm A Fool. THE BALLADS. Can I Go to Your Room Now, Unnie? Vinyl for My Birthday When Thirsty, the Juice of Vulgar Love.