He's always talking
Say your cheek
Perfunctory with my ideas
The mood is too noisy
Who slowed down first
But it didn't stop
It's already sad
Maybe happiness is like sand painting
Inadvertently wiped
The more fascinated, the more uneasy
I'm afraid it's too grandiose
He is flatterer than I am
I never knew it
It's the gap between him and me
Don't want to talk
The wind swayed my hair
It's gorgeous for you and him
His face was expressionless and covered with uneasiness
Avoiding the pursuit of love
Perhaps too sad to describe the back
Blurring the conversation
Pretending to care, not to be aware of the pain
Afraid, so it's too fake
The more scared the heart is, the more lonely it will be
My thoughts are becoming more and more disordered
How can I start over
Hide my courage
He's always talking
Say your cheek
Perfunctory with my ideas
The mood is too noisy
Who slowed down first
But it didn't stop
It's already sad
Maybe happiness is like sand painting
Inadvertently wiped
The more fascinated, the more uneasy
I'm afraid it's too grandiose
He is flatterer than I am
I never knew it
It's the gap between him and me
What I miss is not you, but the fatal past
No one wants to talk about the past
You forget the memory
I neglected to forget
It's a fate
Let yourself jump to the sea
Throw to all attachment
Give yourself a deadline
If you don't love me, goodbye
I learned this lie
The sea breeze swayed my hair
But gorgeous you and him
Hide without expression
Avoiding the pursuit of love
The back is too sad
Blurring the conversation
Afraid, so it's too fake
The more scared the heart is, the more lonely it will be
My thoughts are becoming more and more disordered
How can I start over
Hide my courage
He's always talking
Say your cheek
Perfunctory with my ideas
The mood is too noisy
Who slowed down first
But it didn't stop
It's already sad
Maybe happiness is like sand painting
Inadvertently wiped
The more fascinated, the more uneasy
I'm afraid it's too grandiose
He is flatterer than I am
I never knew it
It's the gap between him and me
He's always talking
Say your cheek
Perfunctory with my ideas
The mood is too noisy
Who slowed down first
But it didn't stop
It's already sad
Maybe happiness is like sand painting
Inadvertently wiped
The more fascinated, the more uneasy
I'm afraid it's too grandiose
He is flatterer than I am
I never knew it
It's the gap between him and me
He's always talking
Keep talking about your cheek
Perfunctory with my ideas
The mood is too noisy
Who slowed down first
Never stop
It's already sad
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