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...