Lyrics of Nicholas Tse's fantasy

Ask yourself

Is it the self in the mirror of the future

I doubt it.

Should everything be doubted again and again now

Occasionally slovenly, occasionally regular

He was silent occasionally

In the dusty desert

In the mountains and mountains of the jungle

You're still fighting

I managed to escape

It's all the same

It's a crowded last resort

Some lost themselves

Did you dry all your tears yesterday

indifferent

Why care about the right and wrong outside

It's not to be fearless, it's not to do whatever you want

I just don't want to face it

In the dusty desert

In the mountains and mountains of the jungle

You're still fighting

I managed to escape

It's all the same

It's a crowded last resort

Dream comes back, hope is fantastic

indifferent

Why care about the right and wrong outside

It's not to be fearless, it's not to do whatever you want

I just don't want to face it

In the dusty desert

In the mountains and mountains of the jungle

You're still fighting

I managed to escape

It's all the same

It's a crowded last resort

In the dusty desert

In the mountains and mountains of the jungle

You're still fighting

I managed to escape

It's all the same

It's a crowded last resort

Some are aimless