How many Jay's songs can tell what he is singing without looking at the lyrics?

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Chapter VII Night

Dedicated to the lovely Sophia Kao. QQ: 263490 1 16。

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The sun shines brightly in February.

Chapter VII Night

The typewriter continued to type a line close to the truth.

Heather tube fog

[00:50.6 1] Float to the dead tree and cry to me silently.

The circular square next to Baker Street.

Arm of armored knight

The badge of iris is slightly brighter.

A late-night visit accompanied by the sound of a driverless carriage.

Evil is in the moonlight of Victoria.

[0 1:05.02] The bloody opening disappeared, and the gun in hand was blackened by a cane.

Who didn't appear on the melted wax figure?

[0 1:09.22] False images of symbols on jewelry boxes

[0 1: 10.83] The contradiction led to the dead end he built.

The evidence was perfectly buried.

The corners of the mouth mocking Scotland Yard rose.

[0 1: 15.58] If evil is a magnificent and cruel movement,

[0 1: 19.78] (then justice is a deep helpless depression)

I will write the ending myself.

[0 1:25.36] (then I will light the twilight in the ashes)

The morning sun dried the last sad thread.

[0 1:3 1.00] (Then raindrops will wash away the dark high walls)

[0 1:32.67] Black ink is flat.

[0 1:36.38] (lights go out, red curtain goes down)

Facts can only penetrate into the soil without footprints.

Sudden faint floral fragrance and deliberately conspicuous clothing.

Everyone wears a mask and lies for different reasons.

Motivation has only one name, called desire.

Far, far, far away

Who can really cross the swamp of human nature without being polluted?

We can forget to forgive, but we must forgive.

Know the truth

The last photo of the moving iron bed was finally put together.

I heard footsteps, which was the expected soft leather heel.

He pushed open the door, and the night wind made the kerosene lamp shake for a while.

The typewriter stopped at the killer's name and I turned around.

The night sky at Westminster Abbey began to boil.

Beautiful death blooms in the chest.

I tasted the last sweet truth.

Smile and remember that justice is only done quietly.

The violin strolled along the Thames.

If evil is a magnificent and cruel movement,

[02:5 1.74] (Soft leather heel with expected footsteps) He pushed open the door and the night wind shook the kerosene lamp for a while.

I will write the ending myself.

The typewriter stops at the killer's name, I turn around, and the night sky at Westminster Abbey begins to boil.

Black ink is peaceful.

If evil is a magnificent and cruel movement,

I will write the ending myself.

The morning sun dried the last sad thread.

Black ink is peaceful.

Chapter VII Night

Singer's name: Jay Chou

Album title: Still Fan Texi.