The blue pants are broken, maybe they will be happy
Is it covered with sweat after tearing and grinding in recent years
You used to fill it with petals
But the trouser legs are not worn out
Love is wrong
What else can I do
What's the difference between you and me
One day, if you are with anyone, you will be with it
It remembers me
What are you reading now
I don't have to follow any more
But if I happen to meet you tomorrow
I hope you don't think it's worn out
How can I neglect the trend for a short time
It's like the blue water of a lake, working with me every day
How many nights is it happy to be praised by you
But it's hard to love me
You know too much about picking
]What else can I do
There is not much difference between each driver
There are millions of boys, too. How can it win me
What do you love now
What do you find everywhere
But don't admit your mistake on the way
I'm the only one who's wiped white blue
That kind of blue belongs to me in my lifetime
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