PILGRIMAGE# Arts - 艺术殿堂
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And I shoot you with a golden bullet,
and the someone,the maskman,killer,me or someone else,
stood in the middle of a day,
with no ending
and then shot
and I feel as if I had been shot
in the forehead and shot from inside
I'm trying to describe something
I don't know how to describe
at least not in facts,
It's really an ordinary day,
but since the morning there's a feeling
that reality is somehow my opponent,
reality is the absense of something
reality is someone who has taken my fac
and the someone,the maskman,killer,me or someone else,
stood in the middle of a day,
with no ending
and then shot
and I feel as if I had been shot
in the forehead and shot from inside
I'm trying to describe something
I don't know how to describe
at least not in facts,
It's really an ordinary day,
but since the morning there's a feeling
that reality is somehow my opponent,
reality is the absense of something
reality is someone who has taken my fac