Punk & " 落日飞车 & " Bossa Nova

Zeng Guohong Tseng, Kuo Hung
Li Baihao Kevin Lee
Luo Zunlong Lo, Tsun Lung
So many ways to pay my due,
why I feel so bad to play like you.
Oh darling, I 'm out of fuel.
To lock myself in this isolation.
So many ways to play like you,
why I feel so bad to end this due.
Oh darling, I 'm out of tune.
To fit myself in this urban fiction.
I ain 't feel it no more,
I ain 't touch it no more,
I ain 't crying no more,
I 'll make it all around.
I ain 't hanging no more,
I ain 't love it no more,
I ain 't hate it no more,
I 'll make it all around.
I ain 't feel it no more,
I ain 't touch it no more,
I ain 't crying no more,
I 'll make it all around.
Don 't give a chance to enemy,
go back to your reality,
people is hard to satisfy,
but yeah, I have to give a try.
Something changing in my chemistry,
It can 't be traced in the history,
Oh truth is hard to testify.
But yeah, I have to give a try.
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