对一个朋友说the cure 很简单 被反驳
他让我听了wish
i wish i could just stop
i know another moment will break my heart
too many tears
too many times
too many years i"ve cried over you
it"s always the same
wake up in the rain
head in pain
hung in shame
a different name
same old game
love in vain
and miles and miles and miles and miles
away from home again....
忽然想起威尔第的弄臣 那才是高贵的吗
书柜的玻璃上贴着黑底红字海报 “rock yourself” 真他妈显眼
在这夜依然高傲 仿佛唯一的六字箴言
嗯 生活可以无奈 但不能没有口号
于是我就这么自欺 想到这里我又笑了 笑得心口发痛