E.C.A (a girl)

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Tonight, the sky's overcast and it's pulsating blood;
A green light is lactating and giving me courage.
But I've had enough. I push the cargo ship of 21st century a little slower.
(The cargo ship of 21st century brings me everything I need -- I'm grateful for it).

My food has blossomed and the seeds have lifted
the spaded earth.
And I've lost myself there in the pruning of the wild leaves
in my vacation.

I won't catch fever.
When I get older, I'll get a job and earn money.
But I'll come back here (to you my plant) and run from there.
[Omg! I wanna run from there!]

I hate the iron faces and the competition and the transit and tree-cutting there.
I come to you my plant, my plant: there, the road scratches my throat;
there, playing adult games, I'm disappointed.

(We shall fly over the flyover.
But what about you, my plant?
-- I don't think I can save you;
there's no point in saving you [we don't even save ourselves]).

(Don't look at me, stupid
[you should run if you can]).

-- you should run if you can --
-- run if you can --

[STOP TESTING ME]
[STOP TESTING ME] (!!!!!)

--

I wanna be where I pull myself. But I--
can't. My family will be there for me.
And it's the reason why I owe allegiance to them.
(You look happy -- but if only it was that simple.)

[You know]
I hope no one hears me when I say, 'I wanna be like you.'
(If I get enough money to help myself, you know where I'll go.)

--

I don't wanna be here
(I wanna be where?).

(Its such disrespect -- you can't take me away from my plant. I'll miss my plant.)

[I'll miss yooooou, my plant!!
Won't you missssssses me!!?] (!!!!!!!!)

--

My plant, let's go to your subterranean network.
(I don't wanna miss anything [I'm missing everything]).
I leave my ideas on the leaves of grass and spit on all influential figures.

--

E.C.A,
I -- clearly lack your ways to communicate.
I can't -- follow you -- like an entourage --

From my lack of severity --
From my lack of beauty --
I want desperately --

All I see is ghost cars.
All I see is ghost cars.

From the forest's breast --
From the life I can't have --

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