4:00 AM

In light, the silence was suffocating
He was frozen, eyes glazed over
The rain outside drenched the world in dark clouds and muddy sidewalks
Pitter-patter, pitter patter went the rain
Smoke, and sweat, and sex were stagnant in the air
The taste of stale beer sat heavy on his tongue
Seoul was dreary
울지마, 울지마, 울지마
To think he’d be better off spiraling into drug-induced madness like the rest
Pitter-patter, pitter-patter when the rain
People, places, cities, countries
All celebrating the end of the beginning
And he was just hopeless lost