Lyrics of Huang Ling's Bleaching

You can't separate too much paint and paint together

It doesn't work out, but it doesn't work out

Quietly copy every inch of the cracked bones

Air dried, why bother to modify

It's not bad. It's a bit confusing

I can't wait to remember to distinguish black and white

In the hanging picture

There are too many of them

Static master

There's always blood red

It's unforgettable

What kind of pen and ink do you want

Hold up the time again

Just the next kiss

You can't separate too much paint and paint together

It doesn't work out, but it doesn't work out

Quietly copy every inch of the cracked bones

Air dried, why bother to modify

It's not bad. It's a bit confusing

I can't wait to remember to distinguish black and white

In the hanging picture

There are too many of them

Static master

There's always blood red

It's unforgettable

What kind of pen and ink do you want

Hold up the time again

Just the next kiss

In the hanging picture

There are too many of them

Static master

There's always blood red

It's unforgettable

What kind of pen and ink do you want

Hold up the time again

Just a kiss