Turn your head and carry the light
Hide the wound with sunglasses
On a strange street
The wind began to cool
think about it
So stubborn, what will I win
If he catches up
There's an excuse to come back
He should know me
Tears don't flow down easily
He has to understand me
Tenderness in the bottom of my heart
The more I love building walls, the more I refuse to talk about them
The bigger everyone is, the more vulnerable they are
We're all afraid
think about it
Continue to be stubborn. What's the use of winning
There is an impulse
I'll give you a hug first
Sorrow in joy
Is it always extravagant
Always prefer to speak first
I'm not used to being let go
The more I love building walls, the more I refuse to talk about them
The bigger everyone is, the more vulnerable they are
We're all afraid
The more you care, the more you fear
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