Lyrics of Xu Jiahui's Yao Yin

Friends ask, only deliberately avoid

It's not that I don't want to

It's just that I'm not in the mood

Refuse to care for fear of breaking the mood

I don't want to hear the truth

Too close to be sad

It's a feeling that you can't help it

What's the right metaphor

Maybe it's a disease

It's called solitary

Don't understand the emotion that no one understands

There are countless people sitting alone at night

People who are too nostalgic will not feel better after all

I just want to hide in my heart

It's hard to get out of memory if you can't go back

Who can not erase the traces left

Too much of the enemy will become their own people

There is no medicine to cure, only one medicine is needed

It's a feeling that you can't help it

What's the right metaphor

Maybe it's a disease

It's called being withdrawn

Don't understand the emotion that no one understands

There are countless people sitting alone at night

People who are too nostalgic will not feel better after all

I just want to hide in my heart

It's hard to get out of memory if you can't go back

Who can not erase the traces left

Those who are too nostalgic will become their imaginary enemies

There is no medicine to cure, only one medicine is needed

Don't understand the emotion that no one understands

There are countless people sitting alone at night

People who are too nostalgic will not feel better after all

I just want to hide in my heart

Can't go back? Can't go back

Who can not erase the traces left

Those who are too nostalgic will become their imaginary enemies

There is no medicine but one

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