Too old to be sacrificed, love is always easy to match
Beauty and ugliness in fashion
It feels like a kiss
The lover is in the arms, lying casually in the arms
Such as white socks, collar piled up in the wardrobe
Day wear night to also bury the joy of love alive again heartbreak
Change people and build up freshness
Addicted to being manipulated
The old love is still the champion
There are too many new lovers, no matter who they are
The lover is in the arms, lying casually in the arms
Discard the coat I cherished that day
Exchange too much or be suspected of playing, and the next one is like arson
Continue to build a sense of freshness
Like an empty shell, like addiction
In whose arms
The lover is in the arms, lying casually in the arms
Discard the coat I cherished that day
Exchange too much or be suspected of playing, and the next one is like arson
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