奇怪，我看到你獨自坐在復古的凱迪拉克裡吃塔可，就像1950年代的黑色電影。你毫不猶豫地朝我走來，拖著我走向洛杉磯河，一切都被沖走了。沒有了“我們”，只剩下另一個噩夢。
Strange, I have been seeing you eating tacos alone in the vintage Cadillac, like in a 1950s film noir movie. You walk towards me without hesitation and drag me towards the LA river, flushing it all away. No more ‘us’, just another nightmare.
