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story 2 live

分身术

Mp3.
一出街 暗中遇你不禁心中暗喜
一转身 为何又有一个分身的你
这里有你 那里有你
每个途人 亦似足从前的你
仿佛将 藏在下意识中黑盒揭起
锁起的 旧爱记亿集起倾巢逃离
四百个你 八百个你
企满行人 路里步步露杀机
无谓太过 我欠你甚么这么迫我
你不是那一天已撇下我么
还是我被害后幻象太多
怎么我眼内
人人像你 人人是你
沿途万里 完全被封锁
前方街角尚有几多个
徘徊着未散的灵魂在共我拍拖
你的分身怎么紧贴着我
到底真的假的经已混和
还是以前的事
不舍得的一个是我

小小的 提示亦会将你清楚记起
不小心 望见某君像你一堂浓眉
看进眼里 也拼着你
陈年旧戏 幕幕又揭起
无谓太过 我欠你甚么苦苦追我
你不是那一天已撇下我么
还是我极念旧后患太多
怎么我眼内
人人像你 人人是你
沿途万里 完全被封锁
前方街角尚有几多个
徘徊着未散的灵魂在共我拍拖
你的分身怎么紧贴着我
到底真的假的经已混和
还是以前的事
最抛不低的那是我
没有人惩罚我
完全是我 难平伏凄楚
凭空的塑造出几千个
徘徊着未散的灵魂在共我拍拖
那些追忆本可一跃就过
我偏喜欢给他一再折磨
其实满怀 执着
不甘心的一个是我

story 2 live

The art of splitting the body

Mp3.
I just went out and met you secretly, my heart was filled with joy
I turned around, why was there another one of your clones
You are here, you are there
Every passerby looks the same as you in the past
As if the black box hidden in the subconscious was pulled open
The old love memories that were locked up gathered up and escaped
Four hundred of you, eight hundred of you
The road is filled with pedestrians, every step is a trap
It doesn't matter, what do I owe you to make you force me like this
Didn't you leave me that day?
Or have I seen too many illusions after I was hurt
Why in my eyes
Everyone looks like you, everyone is you
The long road has been completely blocked
How many more are there around the corner ahead
Wandering around, the souls that have not dissipated are dating me
Why are your clones sticking to me
In the end, I don't know what is true or fake anymore
Or is it the thing in the past
The one who can't let go is me

Even a small reminder will evoke your clear memory
I accidentally saw someone who looked like you with thick eyebrows
When I looked into his eyes, I also saw you
The old drama is being staged again
It doesn't matter, what do I owe you to make you chase me
Didn't you leave me that day?
Or is it because I think too much about the past
Why in my eyes
Everyone looks like you, everyone is you
The long road has been completely blocked
How many more are there around the corner ahead
Wandering around, the souls that have not dissipated are dating me
Why are your clones sticking to me
In the end, I don't know what is true or fake anymore
Or is it the thing in the past
The one who can't let go the most is me
No one punished me
It's all me, it's hard to calm down my sorrow
Out of thin air, I created thousands of
Wandering around, the souls that have not dissipated are dating me
Those memories could have been easily forgotten
But I prefer to let it torture me again and again
In fact, I'm full of
The one who is not willing to give up is me