Lyrics of a Ying's fly ash

It's too sad to think of the past

Fate tore my life apart again

I thought you would be moved if you really paid

But I didn't get your approval and praise

I have been infatuated with you

Reality makes me face you again and retreat

Are you using me as an ATM and a spare tire

For you to pay all, but let my heart haggard

My heart is very tired

The ashes of my personal style

I mourn the past

Everything turned into tears

My heart is very tired

The ashes of my personal style

I mourn the past

All of them are far away

I have been infatuated with you

Reality makes me face you again and retreat

Are you using me as an ATM and a spare tire

For you to pay all, but let my heart haggard

My heart is very tired

The ashes of my personal style

I mourn the past

Everything turned into tears

My heart is very tired

The ashes of my personal style

I mourn the past

All of them are far away

My heart is very tired

The ashes of my personal style

I mourn the past

Everything turned into tears

My heart is very tired

The ashes of my personal style

I mourn the past

All of them are far away

All of them are far away