Waiting in line for fate one after another
Lost in the front and picked up in the back
The lost one
Drive with one hand empty
Lonely on the first air, strong is a kind of talent
Until the next better one
One forgot to go one by one
Only then can we understand the cruelty of tears to ourselves
Smile will not give up
One came, one loved
Just make sure it's true
If you're afraid, it's a moment of injury
This may be the right person
Drive with one hand empty
To be strong is to be lonely first
Until the next better one
One left, one forgotten
Only then can we understand the cruelty of tears to ourselves
Smile will not give up
One came, one loved
Just make sure it's true
If you're afraid, it's a moment of injury
This may be the right person
One forgot to go one by one
Only then can we understand the cruelty of tears to ourselves
Smile will not give up
Love one, love one
Make sure the feeling is real
If you're afraid, it's a moment of injury
This may be the right person
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