歌手:Boys Age
专辑:《F a c e l e s s》


er lip moving In early morning.
Whispering of her loving.
flower has blooming. They're dyeing
hundred colored roses at my heart.
Well it's a lie. It's a lie... It's alright. but It's never alright.

She is apple. Sinful apples.
I wanted to shatter apple's fruit.
meat into my hand. blood-red her heart.
And I may enjoy the smell of scarlet.
Well it's a lie. It's a lie ... It's alright. but It's never alright.