Lyrics of Mo Yanlin's paranoia

Shoelaces become wings

Apple is red and has something to say

The sun crept into my bed

Laziness

The bread wants to slip out of the refrigerator

The mop got lost in the kitchen

They're all waiting for me to take charge

Improvise a symphony

When a symptom is called delusion

Lonely people get it

Don't be nervous. It's just wishful thinking

Happy self release

I play and sing by myself

Shoelaces become wings

Apple is red and has something to say

The sun crept into my bed

Laziness

The bread wants to slip out of the refrigerator

The mop got lost in the kitchen

They're all waiting for me to take charge

Improvise a symphony

When a symptom is called delusion

Lonely people get it

Don't be nervous. It's just wishful thinking

Happy self release

I play and sing by myself

When this symptom is called delusion

All troubles will fade away

It's not a delusion to sleep till dawn

The mood is like a soft candy

Packaging with dreams