? 日更第七天
? Without you,I'm like a walking dead.
? 沒有你，我就像一具行尸走肉。
? How mang truth are told us as a joke.
? 有多少真相被我們當做玩笑說出口，
? How many heartbreaks are disguised as a smile.
? 有多少心碎被我們用微笑偽裝代替，
? My pride, My ego.
? 我的驕傲胳岂，我的自尊
? When it comes to you
? 在你面前，
? Every piece of me just sink into the ground.
? 都卑微到塵埃里舔稀。
? Those memories were carved in my heart.
? 這些記憶刻在我心里乳丰，
? How l wish l could erase them.?
? 我多希望能將它們抹去，
? Even if they never existed.
? 如同它們從未存在過内贮。
? How l wish l could relive the moments
? 我多么希望那些瞬間可以重新來過产园，
? Even just one seconed.
? 哪怕只有一秒。
