What if... I don't love you?
The warmth of that year became the final irony,
I just want to fight my way out of the mud and drag those who hurt me into hell
In this world of light and darkness, why can I only look at the sun from afar?
In fact, it's just that we can't help ourselves. We all understand that we can't break away. Can only go on and on
Go on, go on