Lyrics of flying alone

HOOK

I'm going to fly on my own without the wind

The propeller is too fast to attract the storm

I'm flying alone. Speed is a mystery

What number is this? No one needs to name it

I'm going to fly on my own without the wind

The propeller is too fast to attract the storm

I'm flying alone. Speed is a mystery

What number is this? No one needs to name it

I'm going to fly on my own without the wind

The propeller is too fast to attract the storm

I'm flying alone. Speed is a mystery

What number is this? No one needs to name it

Verse 1

You know my skills are never single, switching is random

The style contrast is too big to take you from the tropics to the Arctic

Every day is not slow or urgent to fill every gap in life

Hold the future in your hand, it is doomed to come

Let me write words without bottleneck

I dive into the rhythm like smooth scales in the water

It's still making progress and moving forward every day

I open my heart like champagne

No one else can distract me

I went into the dark and picked up the monitor

After accumulating a lot of experience, pry over the roof

Tell you there is no shortcut to success

HOOK

I'm going to fly on my own without the wind

The propeller is too fast to attract the storm

I'm flying alone. Speed is a mystery

What number is this? No one needs to name it

I'm going to fly on my own without the wind

The propeller is too fast to attract the storm

I'm flying alone. Speed is a mystery

What number is this? No one needs to name it

Verse 2

Don't lose yourself in a hurry

There are too many people in this circle to be replaced

I can only see what they wrote down

Quietly smile and watch the game

And I'm flying alone

Control your randomness

No one can stop me from flying and stopping

It's like the cloudy and sunny weather

There are too many styles to try

There are many other things I want to show you

So you can't relax until then

I will not be obedient if I have confidence

It's different from those in the mixed circle

I'm honored to be here today

I don't want to live up to my dream

And the pain of those years

HOOK

I'm going to fly on my own without the wind

The propeller is too fast to attract the storm

I'm flying alone. Speed is a mystery

What number is this? No one needs to name it

I'm going to fly on my own without the wind

The propeller is too fast to attract the storm

I'm flying alone. Speed is a mystery

What number is this? No one needs to name it