Lyrics of Chen Fei's summer of the 17th doll

There are sixteen dolls on display on the table

There is dust elsewhere

Contentment and bickering are vanity, from the heart

Hope is always on its own

Outside the window, there is a layer of gauze, a pair of eyes and blood

The clock set

No one can relax the mind

Run around

See the essence of the waist, always wearing a black dress ah, black dress

Hatred of the tongue is still unable to shake out other words

Then leave

It turns out that everything can be spliced. There are so many circles

I put my different self in it and looked panicky

It's just inevitable

The sun lit up the leaves of a tree

People who don't want to wake up are doomed to be sad

The single bed squeaks and the lights gather to illuminate the chin

There's boiling water on the other side of the wall

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What kind of thunder just rolled over

Outside the window, there is a layer of gauze, a pair of eyes and blood

The clock set

No one can relax the mind

Run around

Heartache is the spread of orange time in a twinkling of an eye

There are some people in the gap. Summer is going to pass. It's going to pass