There's never been an object that's not cool enough
It's hard to get rid of the shadow
Let's sing and cry in the middle of the night
It's hard to get rid of the shadow
Who sings for me like this? Who sings from my angle
I didn't want to hear the shock of this song
It's like stabbing an old wound
Who asked me, I didn't say that there was blood in the silence
Until this moment I feel relieved
The radio is on
This song is very familiar. Forget who is the lead singer
Who sings for me like this? Who sings from my angle
Not hard enough to settle that account
It's like someone can see through old wounds in the atmosphere
Let the song in the middle of the night accompany loneliness
Let the Midnight Song cover my universe
Singing in memory of the past
Tears are better than no sound
My sorrow is not fiction
In the daytime suppress enough, can cry originally
I can help myself too
There's never been an object that's not cool enough
Not hard enough to settle that account
It's like someone can see through old wounds in the atmosphere
In the past, I still thought that the defense was complete
Why does it hurt the body
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