Lyrics of sun Siyi's Postmodernism

Get used to the hustle and bustle of the city

Used to a person's boredom

Tasteless hamburgers in the morning

Looking at the hugs of lovers on the street

Want to find the soul of carefree

But I am always disturbed by others

There are three daily newspapers in the city every day

Love is advertising in flood

Traveling clouds and flowing water always encounter sandstorms

Decadent I look for in confusion

Experience the monotony of life

There is no reliance on the scenery

Want to find the soul of carefree

But I am always disturbed by others

There are three daily newspapers in the city every day

Love is advertising in flood

Traveling clouds and flowing water always encounter sandstorms

Decadent I look for in confusion

Experience the monotony of life

There is no reliance on the scenery

Traveling clouds and flowing water always encounter sandstorms

Decadent I look for in confusion

Experience the monotony of life

There is no reliance on the scenery

Only postmodern self mockery remains

Self mockery

Self mockery