They can'n be a good friend.
When I want to follow the water,
I'm afraid of sinking.
I'm afraid the flow will take me somewhere far away.
When I listen to the oil,
I'm afraid of the fire.
If the fire catch me,
I wont be able to survive.
I just can't make decision
Whether the water or the oil.
I don't want to choose one of them.
The one who controls them is me.
No matter how much pain I have to endure,
I have to make them together.
With that way,
I can keep living.
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