爸爸妈妈，请再次教我呼吸……——致我的抑郁症同学

现实和小说的区别是小说需要逻辑，现实不需要……

繁星点点，璀璨星河，不过是幻影罢了，不过是行尸走肉而已，我们的神……请告诉我们，终焉，何时到来！

风中残烛，尚有光线燃出，我们呢？什么都做不到？哈哈，真是笑话，我们的价值在哪？真如Mili 所言，Children of the City

And then drink a liter of milk

Warm up before you go play

Or pull the trigger with your right hand

Only thing that's left

Is to work on following commands

By the time you realize

You'll be restrained to a desk

And with your dreams on the floor you comply

Eyes chained to the test

In 30 minutes find a groom or bride

Bonus if brunette

In 90 hours spill their insides

Paint your room picturesque

Children of the city

Sees only the neon stars

Reflected upon the murky gutter sky

Don't ask me why

I desperately wish

To be included in the city's night

（以上均为原歌词，仅代表我个人想法）