词：陈伯
曲：陈伯
I have become a traitor to my own memory
Sometimes beautify the past
sometimes condemn the past
That 'we' has completely changed in my mind.
I can't distinguish whether I have lost a love
or a part of myself that I used to believe in love.
The most painful thing is not hating you
it's not even finding a clear foothold for hatred
All emotions are suspended, like a never-ending acid rain.
I began to question the authenticity of all my feelings
Is my happiness a performance?Is my pain a habi
Our relationship is like a maliciously edited movie
and I hold conflicting fragments in my hand
unable to piece together a complete story anymore
