I no longer believe in anyone's true heart Don't want to be defined by those around me anymoreThe sky may shed blue tearsThe wounds touched may hurt especiallyUsed to voices that cannot control themselvesForgotten in the corner, will always wake upWhen exactly did it startWords long held that cannot be released fermentBeing treated as a joke, yet helplessWounds unconsciously numb and relapseThis kind of pain, who would understand the despairOriginal sin escapes, implicating the innocentI cover the sky with one hand, trying to hide what is obviousThe promised freedom changes in countless waysOnly self-pity remains in the empty shellThose hypocritical sympathiesBring ridicule and self-inflicted woundsNot indifference, but arbitrary tramplingOver time, it no longer existsKeep the original heart and endure all criticismForget the hurt, stride forward and be freeRegardless of karma or fateIn the end, unable to withstand a blow, still show some colorIn this battle, I stand aloneCannot believe the self-inflicted loveThose years' partings that scattered so easilyCan also quietly build a ray of dawnTurns out the most painful is not being forgottenBut living alone amid fleeting romanceI no longer believe in anyone's true heartDon't want to be defined by those around me anymore

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Love cannot last forever especially when one doubts oneself The words I originally wanted to say now can't come out, even seeming distant yet closeThe last bus slowly passes, scenery unchanged, in the quiet of the deep night will it rain?The waving flag was meant as sympathy but accidentally bloomed and bore fruitThe naked soul teeters entering a unique realm of exclusive lustWho knows if this fall will be irreversible sinking into depravityWhat comes head-on is not a narrow path encounter but a fire of vexing desire burning the bodyStill not satisfied wanting climax rising and falling in an instant wandering through wine pools and meat forestsIndulging in lust has never had limits even the seemingly ordinary miserable green youthBack and forth over the years those insignificant highlights also vanish in an instantPerhaps true fulfillment is nothing more than a fleeting illusion of wishful thinkingAfter all how many people still care how many times will there be a full house of guestsIt is me who is insatiable in the flesh endlessly enjoying the pleasure in the pleasure field there is no true loveNo one is right or wrong it is just consuming the withered bodyPressing forward without hesitation until ejaculation then a few more roundsDisappearing completely at the end where we are like strangers occasionally laughing and cryingWords that cannot be said are left for tomorrow's awake self to smile faintly againOriginally following the script does not require freedom to end it allThere are countless wonderful nights that will not vanish into thin airDetermined to fulfill the hundred-man conquest goal also deeply engraved in memoryThose passing encounters that tremble with passion lack mutual willingnessThe lingering sorrow can no longer be named leaving only a fragmented personCannot believe those life-wrenching tooth-for-tooth eye-for-eyeThe final ending is actually each living well a scam that never happenedWant to say something the song ends people scatter returning me to the ethereal far awayOriginally love is abandoning oneself destroying others in a vanishing actGoodbye for the sake of day after day repeating playback and I retire successfully———————THE END———————

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