You are used to speaking with a thorn in your tongue
I know the defensive posture for fear of injury
You never say love
Show with tears
The prince of Jie Ao's conceit looks coldly
You say that the insistence that ordinary people don't understand is often more valuable
You are the only rose
Although the most thorny, but the most beautiful
The soul must be of the same kind to understand
Friction and conflict do not retreat
You are the only rose
Even if the world has thousands of charming
Plant you in my chest
Grow sweet and sour tears
I don't like to bury my mind
Straightforward but always misunderstood and misinterpreted
I wear loneliness as a ring
Give up the explanation
The prince against the wind looked at the sky and pondered
How extravagant is it to be understood as a madman
You are the only rose
Although the most thorny, but the most beautiful
The soul must be of the same kind to understand
Friction and conflict do not retreat
You are the only rose
Even if the world has thousands of charming
Plant you in my chest
Grow sweet and sour tears
You are the only rose
Even if the world has thousands of charming
Plant you in my chest
Grow sweet and sour tears
Love you don't like to cuddle
Cover up your fear of sadness
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