I hold my head high, towards one direction, never looked back
I speed up, walking through the cold wind
The wind messed up my hair, couldn't mess up my mind
I wrote new lyrics, finished the music
humming the new tune, arrived the Prison bar
Ran into a few mates, drunk a lot together
too drunk to speak, but still know right from wrong
Came to different cities, read local papers
Just like the CCTV news, worthless
We flight by air, took the crowded bus
People throw rubbish and spit everywhere, first in the elevator
I can't stop singing, can't stop thinking
Why people behave like this?
I can't stop singing, can't stop thinking
How the flower of society grows right?
One world, different thoughts
Will civilization grow beneath our feet?
One world, different dreams
Might need a hundred years to heal the wound of the ten years?
I'm seeking the truth, searching the history
Found out all the truth I know is not true
I started to exercise, control cigarette and alcohol use
Just to wait to see the end of this regime.
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