Lyrics of Nezha home by Huang Jiaqiang

Give me my first name and last name

Meet me day and night do you understand me

I saw my father's arm

I miss my mother's back very much

And eat in silence

Can't I run away from you without being honest

It's the generation gap

It's the fault of time. I'd rather not

I haven't spent much time on TV

I feel guilty at last

I haven't confessed for a long time

Do you want to hug again at last

More and more difficult is numbness or fear

It's so hard to understand

Getting busier and busier, it's time to go home

There was a moment when I wanted to cut bones like Nezha

There may be heavy memories

Or do I understand you

Seeing dad's eyes

I'm very sorry to see my mother's hair

Accustomed to silence, too tolerant

Forget to be honest too much. Will you forgive me

It's the generation gap

It's the fault of time. I'd rather not

I haven't talked about it for a long time

I feel guilty at last

I haven't called mom to confess for a long time

Do you want to hug again at last

More and more difficult is numbness or fear

It's so hard to understand

Getting busier and busier, it's time to go home

There was a moment when I wanted to cut bones like Nezha

More and more difficult is numbness or fear

It's so hard to understand

Getting busier and busier, it's time to go home

There was a moment when I wanted to cut bones like Nezha

More and more difficult is numbness or fear

It's so hard to understand

Getting busier and busier, it's time to go home

There was a moment when I wanted to cut bones like Nezha