No more reason to lie to yourself
Time is no longer gentle
Sweating all the way
Looking back, there is no more
The hands that hold me from falling
Spring, summer, autumn and winter
My mother has turned white and I am no longer young
When I work day and night, take off from long water
Time and again urged me to forget fatigue
That sad taste I can only experience alone
Want to go back to the past, but time can't go back
Is the delicious roadside stall still in front of the school
The snack bag is for grandma
My birthday partner saved money to buy me a cassette that year
The packaging is rough and the poster says Jay
The recess exercises I did in those years
There is a pencil sharpener from the teacher on the desk
She taught me how to start, and I closed my eyes and prayed
I know I can't write the song well until I study hard
So day after day, year after year
That beautiful spring has already become my memory
I grew up watching the world sink
Even if I am a god of war, my heart will also hurt
No more reason to lie to yourself
Time is no longer gentle
Sweating all the way
Looking back, there is no more
The hands that hold me from falling
Spring, summer, autumn and winter
My mother has turned white and I am no longer young
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