Lyrics of aspiling by Eason Chan

From the day I left you

There is a rotten smell in the stomach

Even the vision is very faint

I can't even raise my hand

Who is my gum

Who is my special medicine

I can't remember

Nerves don't think about it

My throat is killing me

There is no wholeheartedness

Kara is not OK tonight

I have a terrible headache

If you want down machine

The cure is in Los Angeles

How many flights are late

I can't even afford the regular script fee

The memory has already gone to the fold

Can't you fall to the ground

Emotion first gives me a rush of joy

My throat is killing me

There is no plan at all

Kara is not OK tonight

I have a terrible headache

If you want down machine

The cure is in Los Angeles

How many flights are late

I'll get through tonight

There are 20000 nights left

Refined elixir also afraid of loneliness

I'm afraid that no matter how much I eat, no matter how much pain I have

My throat is killing me

There is no plan at all

Kara is not OK tonight

I have a terrible headache

If you want down machine

The cure is in Los Angeles

My throat is killing me

Even the intestines and stomach shrink

It's like swallowing a washing machine

I have a terrible headache

Even the eyes and brows are shrunk

It's for you

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