Lyrics of "bingbian" by cubi

One day I wake up to see that I am not with you

On my right is the toy you used to like

But when I got up and looked for you in the room

All that's left is a letter with your flavor

Just yesterday, we saw our pictures together

But now it makes me feel like the star of a bad play

Why does this happen to me

Is God not able to see you crazy

And trying to create your universe

But now it's cleared by me

You're freezing me

How can I feel for you again

Wake me is not your wish

Leave me and start a new beginning

Maybe I'll still be greedy for you

Who let you ever make me crazy

Madness is also a picture of the past

Looking at the next few days, I guess you won't show up either

I think of these years as a deadly disease

You may not hear from him cubi

Maybe a little tired, right? This is the first time I've had a hangover for you

Without my shoulder, the present you bought next to turns to ashes

Once I wanted to make you beautiful, looking at others envy you

It doesn't matter. Cub's watching the moon with cub

I've seen the blackout with you, but I pretend I can't

Do you want me to become a fierce ghost to enter your world

Why don't you say goodbye? I guess you forgot it carelessly

It doesn't matter. I'm a little tired. I can start a new memory

One day I wake up to see that I am not with you

On my right is the toy you used to like

But when I got up and looked for you in the room

All that's left is a letter with your flavor

Just yesterday, we saw our pictures together

But now it makes me feel like the star of a bad play

Why does this happen to me

Is God not able to see you crazy

I can't stop my madness to you all these years

Do you wear that scarf in every cold winter

Every time I send you home, you hold me and touch your hand

You wear the skirt blink at me, let me every heartbeat moment

There's always the smell of you at that intersection

Who will be the figure under the streetlights after the busy traffic

He wanted to say that I really like you, but he shut up every time he wanted to talk

How old was the ridiculous boy then

One day I wake up to see that I am not with you

On my right is the toy you used to like

But when I got up and looked for you in the room

All that's left is a letter with your flavor

Just yesterday, we saw our pictures together

But now it makes me feel like the star of a bad play

Why does this happen to me

Is God not able to see you crazy