Low ceiling, I squeeze among the crowd in the route taxi Sweating, panting barely to breathe freely Hurry, hurry, hurry Can't wait to get...

Blah these ugly balls hanging on green trees walking pass frantic carol singers singing as annoyed I would zip their lips See these nose...

Whirlpool A tale of how I rebirth… Pandemic flourishing like the tsunami I take an exit in my world quietly; Forget about other worlds...