Lyrics of four hundred gigs by Nicholas Tse

From no pain to weeping

Even if you lose, you can extricate yourself

I would rather you would give me a reward and punishment

Love to the end

It seems to be suffering from a stubborn disease

It's necessary to celebrate with me

But will not be satisfied, neither raw nor immature

It's very dull and itchy

I don't have the pleasure of leaving you

It's very boring. Love is never exciting

I don't feel comfortable leaving me

But I will not be lonely, goodbye is also non-toxic

What's the value of 400gig

I can't even remember the past

It's hard to kiss through heaven and earth with our 400gig

The degree is also sweet but bitter, but the mouth of this inch of chocolate