Lyrics of Ding Wei's @

Where else can I land and live tonight

We are the imprisoned letters, so helpless

There are dangers everywhere on the screen

I can't tell if I'm going to get heatstroke because the light is too bright

I put on my evening dress

Draw your face carefully

A man is beautiful and cold

Gradually become autistic odd insomnia

Pupil dilation is also difficult to see clearly which has love

It turns out that you are a virus in your brain. It's so cruel

Change all the happiness in my memory

Sculpture made of ice and snow

It's not cold-blooded

He will also shed tears and suffer

Love on a thousand floors

He never landed

Let the lake change into the sea

We are the exception

It's the dust of meeting

It's not here at dawn

I play fire, who plays candle, who plays numbness

Patience is not the decoration of avant-garde art

The next contact can complement each other from a different angle

Gold or earth in the name

Long pain is better than short pain

Better to cry than to be silent

Feelings are easy to get in and easy to get out

Love on a thousand floors

He never landed

Let the lake in my heart become the sea

We are the exception

It's the dust of meeting

It's not here at dawn

Burn a stick of incense and invite a Buddha to be a vegetarian

If you are upset, say Amitabha. Amitabha. Amitabha