Gyu-ri Kim

Hyo-shin: There is nothing, / There is anything, / But there isn't, / Perhaps there is, / Perhaps there isn't, / Surely there is, / Said there isn't, / It's not true, / There is truth, / The lie there is, / There is a lie, / The truth there is, / No one knows, / No one cares, / We know nothing, / We know everything, / Still don't know, / There is an answer, / There isn't an answer, / The truth there is, / The truth there isn't, / The lie there isn't, / The truth there is, / The truth is a lie, / The lie is the truth, / I'm not sure, / Anyone is me, / I am anyone, / Everybody is me / I am everybody, / Like the truth becomes a lie.

Hyo-shin: The first kiss, like the smell of apples? On your lips I've smelled the blood, that touches my tongue.