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無法不去恨

淚水一點一滴的順著臉頰向下劃
我的痛在夜晚獨自慢慢的擴大
承诺还停留在原地也许只是我多余的想法
默默哭只代替了那所謂的假話
你的一句話真心話劃破曾經所有的承諾
兩個人的世界必須會有一個人付出慘重的代價
謊言結局被拆穿說破
你敷衍所有的回答只说着你爱我的那谎话
褪色的淚水如何掩飾也會悄然落下
努力挽回我們的愛卻發現脆弱得太假
褪色的回憶如何掩飾也不會有偏差
你的承諾被雨沖刷
你口中說出的我不愛你是如此的假
謊言一字一句漸漸在回憶裏浮現
曾經的誓言對著回憶輕說了再見
褪色的从前那画面怀念你的脸终究还是昨天
那些抱歉证明承诺已被爱情谎言敷衍
过去的画面在倒带回忆要怎么样去放开释怀
曾經的約定許下的誓言竟說了我和你不配
回忆画面碎成了雨点模糊了你我所有的视线
心停留在了分手的那天无色的泪痕悄无声息的从我的眼角流下
我们的爱错过了时差才有了多余的想法
褪色的劇本如何繪畫都不是當初的童話
褪色的淚水如何掩飾也會悄然落下
努力挽回我們的愛卻發現脆弱得太假
褪色的回憶如何掩飾也不會有偏差
你的承諾被雨沖刷
你口中說出的我不愛你是如此的假
褪色的劇本怎麽演繹也不會有童話
努力挽回我们的爱却发现脆弱得好假
褪色的剧本如何绘画也不是童话
你的承諾被雨沖刷
记忆却那么给力我还是在意
所以 My Baby 不得不恨你曾子鸣、笔【QQ632316399】

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