The workadays were propping the bar quietly erasing the week and i was in a cornerbooth thinking 该workadays是支撑酒吧的周悄悄抹掉，我是在一个cornerbooth思考

(pretending to read) about the impossiblity of one to love unconditionally and the words that we drive into the ground... （假装看书）约的impossiblity爱无条件的，我们开车到地面的话...

Their repetition starts to thin their meaning. 他们重复开始瘦身它们的含义。

  

Then everything got frighteningly still as they entered and intersected the floor and i tried to choke my stare at the perfection that others would kill for. 然后，一切都得到了令人震惊的还是因为他们进入和交叉的地板，我想噎死我盯着完美，别人会杀了。

But all of the parts are the same on every face (few variables change). 但所有的部件都在每一个面（几个变量的变化）是相同的。

The differences pale when compared to the similarity they share 时相比，它们共享相似性的差异淡

  

Finally there is clarity and there is purpose after all, but every night ends the same as i'm collapsing once more by your side. 最后有清晰和有目的毕竟，但是每天晚上结束一样，我崩溃一次在你身边。

Finally there is clarity... this tiny life is making sense. and every drop numbs the both of us, but i alone am staggering. 最后有清晰......这个小生命是决策意识。和每一滴麻木的我们俩，但我独大得惊人。