You know my lost lyrics:
When a person is lonely
Go to the crowded street.
Protest against excessive freedom.
Or the absurd earth
When a person is in pain,
Press a wound that is difficult to heal.
Should we work hard or not?
Or sneak away?
Only you can understand my worry.
Let me hold your hand tightly.
We used to wander on the same road.
Fantasize about good times.
It feels the same.
Although we are not in the same place.
Don't have the same idea.
But you know my confusion.
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