Lyrics of Ma Tiao's patchwork days

The days of patchwork

Singing: Ma Tiao

There was a time when I felt relaxed

But the brain is blank

One morning I saw the sunshine

To understand the sin of this world

One night I met a girl

She said love is in this bed

I saw an old man die in the street

His serenity made me feel a little confused

The sight has escaped, the eye already cannot distinguish clearly

Good or bad, right or wrong

The sense of smell is thrown into the corner, and you can smell it

Is no longer their own taste

I don't want to say you built it

How far fetched is that kind of self deception

And my stimulation penetrates the body

Although it's empty beyond description

The old man was still sitting on a stool in the alley

The girl is still walking in the street

When we passed by

Do we all have sunshine

The eardrum is working with the mouth

It's all for you

The spirit becomes the hair, the thought is a pigtail

It's a bit of a wash

Oh, why did I lose my organ

Oh, how can my soul fly

Oh, my shadow is gone

Oh, my brain is useless

Oh, why did I lose my organ

Oh, how can my soul fly

Oh, my shadow is gone

Oh, my brain is useless

The eardrum is working with the mouth

It's all for you

The spirit becomes the hair, the thought is a pigtail

It's a bit of a wash

Oh, why did I lose my organ

Oh, how can my soul fly

Oh, my shadow is gone

Oh, my brain is useless

Oh, why did I lose my organ

Oh, how can my soul fly

Oh, my shadow is gone

What's wrong with my brain

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