Lyrics of man from lonely city by Wan Fang

Joy conceals loneliness

It's boring to walk into the light

Crowd and enjoy the fun of boredom

We have the same face

A personality, an expression

You can see yourself without a mirror

We breathe the prosperous air

With the same fate

The sweet compression of endless night

Where do I come from

I will never go back to this city

There is no end

There is no need to export

We have the same face

A personality, an expression

You can see yourself without a mirror

We breathe the prosperous air

With the same fate

The sweet compression of endless night

Who am I? Who am I

I can't go back to this city anywhere

There is no end

There's no need to export

Vanishing air

It's meaningless

An expression that can't be removed

Joy conceals loneliness

It's boring to walk into the light

Life is lost without the crowd