Lyrics of Xu Liang's "being humble"

Light the cigarette that you smoke all the time, cheat my insatiable sense of smell

That night to understand your lips sweet, but still feel far away

Ignite your natural refusal, I know it's just a wishful thinking

You no longer allow me to be cheap

There's no way for me to come back to you again

I'm used to you walking behind me, no matter what you ask you to accept

If I could turn back the clock

Haughtiness no longer has the prayer of being unreservedly humble

Let go, in the noisy street can't find the picture in your pupil

What you are looking at is always far away, a place I can never reach

You disappear in the middle of the crowd, I know there is no trace of nostalgia

It's clear that I'm not cheap this time, but you seem to have a strange feeling

I'm used to you walking behind me, no matter what you ask you to accept

If I could turn back the clock

Haughtiness no longer has the prayer of being unreservedly humble

Light the cigarette that you smoke all the time, cheat my insatiable sense of smell

That night to understand your lips sweet, but still feel far away

Ignite your natural refusal, I know it's just a wishful thinking

You no longer allow me to be cheap

There's no way for me to come back to you again

I'm used to you walking behind me, no matter what you ask you to accept

If I could turn back the clock

Haughtiness no longer has the prayer of being unreservedly humble

I'm used to you walking behind me, no matter what you ask you to accept

If I could turn back the clock

Haughtiness no longer has the prayer of being unreservedly humble