寻找她的影子,在网络,在朋友,在书页.
一首Mad world,一首Cry,一首Wandering soul,一首Maybe that's what it takes.这就是全部?
听她的声音,我惟剩眩晕.这样的张力,这样的刺入骨髓的痛快.一些逃
离的梦,几许残酷的美.一不小心,便有彼岸残花,紧握火把的油然之泪.
陌生人的爱,竟是如此贴近,这般涌动逆风的感受.不入地狱,舍我其谁?
坐在阳台上.一个人的时候.灰暗的天空,连阴影也吝惜.CD里是她的歌
声在牵引,不带一丝怜悯.只想,连我也找到了归宿.
All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places,worn out faces
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had
一首Mad world,一首Cry,一首Wandering soul,一首Maybe that's what it takes.这就是全部?
听她的声音,我惟剩眩晕.这样的张力,这样的刺入骨髓的痛快.一些逃
离的梦,几许残酷的美.一不小心,便有彼岸残花,紧握火把的油然之泪.
陌生人的爱,竟是如此贴近,这般涌动逆风的感受.不入地狱,舍我其谁?
坐在阳台上.一个人的时候.灰暗的天空,连阴影也吝惜.CD里是她的歌
声在牵引,不带一丝怜悯.只想,连我也找到了归宿.
All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places,worn out faces
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had
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