The Desperados of the Longitudinal Line

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Listen to me, I had a dream

With you Fly high and walk away to grow old together with you

But what I have is gone in vain

Forget our promise, forget that we once loved you so deeply

I can't take you I made a big mistake by leaving

I have to go alone and I have to bear all my sins

I have to leave the familiar street, please don’t forget me

There is something wrong this night Light rain was floating in the air

The moment I pulled the trigger, my soul had already been sold to the devil

The funny thing is that I really wanted to ask the Lord to help me redeem it

Redemption Give me back my little bit of dignity

I think of my mother’s face and I’m sorry for the past few years

If I have a chance to see you again

Mom, I made a mistake and you will forgive me Me?

I have already reached the end of my road

Where can I find my hiding place among the desperadoes seen by others?

My brothers are far away from me Go ahead and stupidly believe in morality

Does the so-called humanity have to use blood and tears in exchange for lessons

I don’t want to hang around anymore

I want to finish it This vote won’t be teased anymore

I can’t stop crying just thinking about it

Let’s go, don’t ask where the road is?

In the direction of the wind The only way is to go forward

Let's go and don't want to ask where the road is?

What level is fate?

When the car rumbles, the dream begins to have labor pains

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It stirred up the wind and resculpted every face

The night fog was so thick and wide and turbulent

I had a premonition that the end of the road was a maze

Hey kid, I think I roughly understand what you mean

What happened to you

has also appeared in my life several times in different appearances

< p>I don’t have a better explanation for this

I just think today might be a suitable day

We each use comfortable postures

Use what we are good at The way to give life to us

Whether it is a confession or a reply

No matter how capable a person is, it is difficult to resist the unkindness of fate

This truth It's simple, but whether you accept it or not is another matter

True love doesn't never come, it's just delayed by malicious intentions without warning

Don't let a woman do stupid things

It becomes a dispute between you and yourself

Why do you still feel that it is not enough when you have everything you should have?

Oh my God, this must be a greedy thought

Why do you work so hard and chase your dreams so hard

In the end, you stay where you are?

Why are your faces under the clear sky

Mediocre and unhappy? Who am I going to cry to with furrowed brows

Why do I want to go to a movie?

The damn typhoon happens on every weekend

Why in this world is Some people are so poor that they are crazy

Some people are so rich that they use banknotes as pillows

Why are sour stories in the news just for the sake of it?

Thieves who steal bread to feed their mothers

Why a hundred whys

turn into a thousand, ten thousand, and a hundred thousand whys

Why can’t I write a bird-nian-nian-nian even if I want to?

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What am I doing for

We don’t have to care about what the future will look like

Like a poem written by a mentally ill patient or a festival with fireworks

Let it go, we all only live once

Breathe, breathe, breathe, everything stops

Truth is just decoration in the darkroom until the absurdity is proven

Only when the eyes light up

It is not up to anyone to decide whether to roam or sprint

We are all in the sea, I think. We are like sand

Is this what you mean by desperadoes

Let’s go and don’t ask where the road is (desperados will go all out)

Going into the wind is the only way (is there any hiding place at the end of the road)

I’m setting off and don’t want to ask where the road is (desperados must go all out to escape)

What kind of level is fate (gasping, give me a hiding place at the end of the road)

When the car rumbles, the pain of the dream begins (the desperado will go all out)

It stirs up the wind and resculpts every face (is there a hiding place at the end of the road)

The night fog is so thick and wide and turbulent (desperados must go all out to escape)

< p>I have a premonition that the end of the road is a maze (please give me a hiding place at the end of the road)

Don’t ask where the road is when you set off (the desperadoes will go all out)

Going into the wind is the only way (is there any hiding place at the end of the road)

I’m setting off and don’t want to ask where the road is (desperados must go all out to escape)

< p>Destiny, ah, what level (gasp, give me a hiding place at the end of the road)

When the car rumbles, the pain of the dream begins (the desperado will go all out)

It stirs up the wind and resculpts every face (is there a hiding place at the end of the road)

The night fog is so thick and wide and turbulent (desperados must go all out to escape)

I have a premonition that the end of the road is a maze (Give me a hiding place at the end of the road)