Actually I'm not good at all
In fact, you know everything
What are you forcing me to do?
The brow is downcast
Is it because you give too little love?
The chance of combining is also very small
I also met her in the crystal shop
Do you think it's a coincidence?
I don't taste like him, his pride
There is no antidote for love
Lost the signal of love and gave up the pride
I just can't quit
the taste of your lips
Everywhere is my female (male) protagonist
I just can't quit
There are smoke rings to rely on
It's just the suffering that drives me into a corner
I can't quit, I can't forget, I can't forget how good you are
Falling into memories and growing old slowly
I can't quit, I can't forget, I can't forget how good you are
Put all the unhappiness in your backpack
The pain of breathing is really bitter. Revenge, confusion, what is it all?