Lyrics of Zhang Huimei's bloody love story

The sweets you've tasted

Are the fruits of loneliness

I was cut from my heart

A piece of meat is like a gift

Never without thinking

If you are sharp, I will be bloodthirsty

Be a writer

Let me follow you closely

Let me write a horror novel for you

Who is suspicious, who is pitiful and who is innocent

I've seen the final result

Let me take the place of you

Unforgettable, like a love novel

The more blood flow, the more heart empty

The more painful the meat is, the more vivid the feeling is

Don't give it back. Don't give it back

The sweets you've tasted

Are the fruits of loneliness

I was cut from my heart

A piece of meat is like a gift

Never without thinking

If you are sharp, I will be bloodthirsty

Be a writer

Let me follow you closely

Let me write a horror novel for you

Who is suspicious, who is pitiful and who is innocent

I've seen the final result

Let me take the place of you

Unforgettable, like a love novel

The more blood flow, the more heart empty

The more painful the meat is, the more vivid the feeling is

Don't give it back. Don't give it back

It's too late to try again

The involvement of palm meat has long been useless

Seeing the empty shell without soul

Two people out of their wits

Too much ink

No matter how strong the story is, it's too vulgar

Just write where you can be

To live and die

Love must live and die

Let me follow you closely

Let me write a horror novel for you

Who is suspicious, who is pitiful and who is innocent

I've seen the final result

Let me take the place of you

Unforgettable, like a love novel

The more blood flow, the more heart empty

The more painful the flesh is, the feeling of cutting thousands of pieces

It's vivid

Don't give it back. Don't give it back