MC painter's lyrics of this age

Forget it, what we have done has been wrong, the reality is out of place, how can we still want it

Let's go. Let's go. Forget this intersection. Hold your hands tightly. Don't look like a clown

It really doesn't matter that you are looked down upon by others at this age. You still have yourself

In fact, not many people can be proud of you

Tired of the river and lake, tired of the lost road, don't want to chase the people for fame and wealth

She's not your home at this age, and she doesn't want your flowers because she lost ba

What do you think? You think she doesn't know who you are. She just sees your eyebrows

What you want, you want, you can't get it in the end. It's her smile that turns around

At this age, I don't insist on some things. I can't keep cigarettes in my throat. Is it a pity that I'm bald

Forget it, what we have done has been wrong, the reality is out of place, how can we still want it

Looking forward to a warm but really short, realistic person, dissatisfied with desire, action becomes slow

Fingertips touch the keyboard unspeakable ordinary look up at the sky good blue dream boat with sails

At this age, feelings can't be separated. It's dawn for you and me to walk and stop

Forget it, what we have done has been wrong, the reality is out of place, how can we still want it

Let's go. Let's go. Forget this intersection. Hold your hands tightly and don't look like a clown