Live above, live below the lyrics.

Singer: Mayday Composer: Martha Lyrics: A Xin Album: Poems of Post-adolescence Even brush your teeth and wash away the tired foam on your face. I didn't dream last night. The stranger in the mirror stopped dreaming. The school clock has become a punching clock. A one-way life lost in traffic jams. Regular mediocre life is like a rhyming slogan, obey lunch. Is it casual or good, or has any kind of stranger liked you for a long time? Before, I had a lot of ideas, my heart was persistent, my heart was very sad, and I won't blow it anymore. Now I'm afraid of catching a cold and delaying someone's request. I watched the rising and setting of the sun day after day, the full moon and the lack of the moon year after year, to see who made me what I am now. I'm afraid of the ebb and flow of the tide, and I'm afraid of suffering from wrong and wrong. In the end, my life is left with survival, living a life of only breathing and eating and drinking. When I was a child, I felt that the whole world had grown up. Why did you feel more and more deprived and poorer? That year, you only pursued freedom. Now we can only chase up the oil. Is it because the earth's crust is shaking again and you have to shake it off from home to regret it? Will the opposite of life be death or survival like this? You can feel life leaving me every minute when you close your eyes. It is better to be an insect that can at least break its cocoon and spread its wings and fly to the taken sky, watching the sunrise, sunset and the moon day after day. The full moon is missing every year. Look who made me what I am now. I'm afraid of the ebb and flow of the tide, and I'm afraid of suffering from wrong and wrong. Finally, my life is just survival, living a life of breathing and eating. There are 365 days in a year, more than 525,000 minutes in life, and 345,678,9000 pulses in life. After born to love's life, how to squander it to nothing? I watch the sunrise, sunset and the moon day after day. I'm afraid of the ebb and flow of the tide, and I'm afraid of suffering from mistakes. In the end, all I have left is to live. I can only breathe, eat and drink. I watch the sunrise and sunset day after day. I am so unique. I'm afraid of the ebb and flow of the tide, and I'm afraid of suffering from mistakes. Finally, my life is just alive, and I can only breathe and eat according to the rhythm. Then I set the alarm clock for 6: 30 tomorrow.