| 作曲 : 유희 | |
| 作词 : 유희 | |
| Is that a stain or your face again? | |
| Does it blaze? It goes down the drain away | |
| What is that waving in the single-eyed moon? | |
| The way its always written down and erased | |
| Lay down your paradigm | |
| Give me a holy time | |
| To be young | |
| I forgot what we swallowed | |
| So I, I wish to celebrate the untied me | |
| This hurts, but Ill tell you my longing | |
| So I, I want to celebrate the untitled | |
| Here is overflowing, Yet hollow | |
| Shall I begin? | |
| The trip to a pale route | |
| What is that line? | |
| Its never behind you | |
| Need to be certain | |
| Something in there’s what I mean | |
| Need to be certain | |
| Something in there’s what I mean | |
| So I, I wish to celebrate the untied me | |
| This hurts, but Ill tell you my longing | |
| So I, I want to celebrate the untitled | |
| Here is overflowing, Yet hollow | |
| I wanna fall deeper into | |
| Seep, permeate to see what I buried | |
| And I found whats purely mine | |
| So I, I wish to celebrate the night | |
| This hurts, but Ill tell you the stories | |
| Oh I maybe Im sentimental | |
| Here is overflowing you know this |
| zuo qu : | |
| zuo ci : | |
| Is that a stain or your face again? | |
| Does it blaze? It goes down the drain away | |
| What is that waving in the singleeyed moon? | |
| The way its always written down and erased | |
| Lay down your paradigm | |
| Give me a holy time | |
| To be young | |
| I forgot what we swallowed | |
| So I, I wish to celebrate the untied me | |
| This hurts, but Ill tell you my longing | |
| So I, I want to celebrate the untitled | |
| Here is overflowing, Yet hollow | |
| Shall I begin? | |
| The trip to a pale route | |
| What is that line? | |
| Its never behind you | |
| Need to be certain | |
| Something in there' s what I mean | |
| Need to be certain | |
| Something in there' s what I mean | |
| So I, I wish to celebrate the untied me | |
| This hurts, but Ill tell you my longing | |
| So I, I want to celebrate the untitled | |
| Here is overflowing, Yet hollow | |
| I wanna fall deeper into | |
| Seep, permeate to see what I buried | |
| And I found whats purely mine | |
| So I, I wish to celebrate the night | |
| This hurts, but Ill tell you the stories | |
| Oh I maybe Im sentimental | |
| Here is overflowing you know this |
| zuò qǔ : | |
| zuò cí : | |
| Is that a stain or your face again? | |
| Does it blaze? It goes down the drain away | |
| What is that waving in the singleeyed moon? | |
| The way its always written down and erased | |
| Lay down your paradigm | |
| Give me a holy time | |
| To be young | |
| I forgot what we swallowed | |
| So I, I wish to celebrate the untied me | |
| This hurts, but Ill tell you my longing | |
| So I, I want to celebrate the untitled | |
| Here is overflowing, Yet hollow | |
| Shall I begin? | |
| The trip to a pale route | |
| What is that line? | |
| Its never behind you | |
| Need to be certain | |
| Something in there' s what I mean | |
| Need to be certain | |
| Something in there' s what I mean | |
| So I, I wish to celebrate the untied me | |
| This hurts, but Ill tell you my longing | |
| So I, I want to celebrate the untitled | |
| Here is overflowing, Yet hollow | |
| I wanna fall deeper into | |
| Seep, permeate to see what I buried | |
| And I found whats purely mine | |
| So I, I wish to celebrate the night | |
| This hurts, but Ill tell you the stories | |
| Oh I maybe Im sentimental | |
| Here is overflowing you know this |