From 18 to 19 now I'm already 20 依旧是个烂身体心里有病有问题 像监牢里的自己 那些解不开的谜题 风吹来了压力 也吹醒了荒唐的梦境 拿着笔画到底画了花没人理 他掉进绝望里绽放宿命 I'm telling 他拼命 写出自己的心 No one can save me
No one can feel this 两只手抓住了曾经 Don't follow me 未知的恐惧在吞噬著自己
你像一朵花 被践踏 Never stop 别去摘他 想着他 忘不掉吧 一朵阖眼的花
你像一幅画 挂在那 很孤单吧 颜色美吗 奢求谁来回答 爬 还在爬 花 还在画
Thinking about past Thinking about what you need Thinking about love Thinking about what you did Thinking about blood Thinking about why you quit Thinking about love Thinking about
Thinking about past Thinking about why you need this Thinking about love Thinking about why you lose it Thinking about blood Thinking about why you bleed Thinking about love Thinking about