Lyrics: Preaching-Double. C (2 C)
Composer: Jew Saten
Singing: Preaching-body double. C (2 C)
Arranged by Jew Saten
Recording copyright
Kunming Goya Music Alliance-Accor Recording Studio
Lonely heart can't swallow the ice in the cup.
The city under the neon lights looks deserted.
People passing by are not very free.
There are always different answers and different needs.
It was midnight when the river was out of tune.
People who want to make an appointment or meet don't want to be so direct.
I think deeply, and I know that you are thoughtful.
There will always be branches, even reserved and undisturbed.
So stay optimistic and let the past be history.
Nobody who knows each other wants to talk about it.
Before trivial repetition, this meeting.
Only repression and restraint
Let this feeling float gently.
Gradually eliminate playing your favorite "Christian" in bars and nightclubs.
The topic of discussion is always filtration or disinfection.
Always shielding questions and staring at each other's clothes.
The night is too hazy to deserve the same taste.
Can neon lights meet tonight?
Don't want this love story
Can't stand this love story.
Feel uneasy about this love story
It's not about love.
Looking for the past with lyrics in this city
The reserve of desire in pure love is incurable.
Meet her in the studio for six beautiful days.
The way of confession is also naive for her.
Looking at her deeply, the eye shadow is faint.
From recognition to holding hands is like funk.
The CD poster in the bedroom is about Gangsta.
She doodled outside her clothes.
We often shake our heads and cook instead.
Countless nights we laughed at foreigners on the roadside.
Every time you are in a good mood or a bad mood.
Just put it in, just keep the progress, and suddenly the tape
I can't find any suitable adjectives to describe you.
Maybe you just want a glass of lemon juice with ice.
Time always controls the reality of fate.
In hysterical love, I have always been rational.
The night is too hazy to deserve the same taste.
Can neon lights meet tonight?
Don't want this love story
Can't stand this love story.
Feel uneasy about this love story
It's not about love.
You are very happy, and your expression is very deliberate.
Completely conquered. You said you were welcome.
I always thought happiness was enough to surprise you.
I managed to smile and said I couldn't control it any longer.
Your long hair makes my expression not harmonious enough.
Every time you want to take part in a conversation, you stop.
I always think that I can change some kind of emotional price difference.
Or less embarrassed about our past.
Retention seems to be a measure that I can't keep.
Will indulge you in my heart.
Trying to stop your steps
Only to find myself in deep trouble.