Find the lyrics of a vernacular song

Ellen Chan

Children on the black street

I like it here every night.

Empty glass jar

Wildfire will burn regrets.

Dark moment

Create a carefree life

Burn newspapers in the noise

Write the definition of noise.

I don't understand this society and this world.

No matter what happens, I don't want to read words.

Not convincing

Don't stop.

I hate to find that the night has passed. Look at me.

fierce battle

I'm not afraid of being caught. Look at me.

The police talk nonsense.

It seems to be a joke. Listen to me.

Too young

Burned to death every night

Suck these.

Let sweet dreams stay every night.

Hiding in the van

Don't regret being shot by the bright moon

Full of youth

Don't look back at last night.

By the wall of the black street

Show cold eyes

Do you know this Guo Bang?

Take over the dark alley

If people pass this place in the middle of the night

Keep silent in retreat

Never look around.

Don't want to be tied up at dawn.

The ideal lingers night after night, and the night wind lingers.

Immortal evil party

Immortal vision

I hate to see the prescription of fate. See me.

fierce battle

I'm not afraid of being caught. Look at me.

The police talk nonsense.

It seems to be a joke. Listen to me.

Too young

Burned to death every night

Suck these.

Let sweet dreams stay every night.

Hiding in the van

Don't regret being shot by the bright moon

Full of youth

Don't look back at last night.

look at me

fierce battle

I'm not afraid of being caught. Look at me.

The police talk nonsense.

It seems to be a joke. Listen to me.

Too young

Burned to death every night

Suck these.

Let sweet dreams stay every night.

Hiding in the van

Don't regret being shot by the bright moon

Full of youth

Never look back. Look at me last night.

fierce battle

I'm not afraid of being caught. Look at me.

The police talk nonsense.

It seems to be a joke. Listen to me.

Too young

Burned to death every night