I’m still in this story of you and me,
The setting is a small room without window,
I’m like an animal trapped in a cage,
I’ll be living in this circle of fiction.
The setting is a small room without window,
The happy story of us; different from reality,
I’ll be living in this circle of fiction,
I can’t leave your sweet presence.
The happy story of us: different from reality,
There is no such thing as an end for us,
I can’t leave your sweet presence,
Even though it is like a poison for me.
There is no such thing as an end for us,
I will bury the fact out of reality,
Even though it is like a poison for me,
I need to yield to my own fiction.
I will bury the fact out of reality,
I’m like an animal trapped in a cage,
Even though it is like a poison for me,
I’m still in this story of you and me.
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