There is a song that begins with a girl who can't see the signal. I don't know the name. I hope someone can tell me. Thank you.

Words/songs/singing: rocks, scissors and cloth

I can't see the signal Black target uses divination as an antidote.

If it weren't for hearing yearning, screaming, looking for a low profile.

Love consciously digs traps and shouts in the dark.

Oh, I (bored), oh, you (crazy)

Can only be satisfied with this moment of hug.

Maybe it's my boring hobby to laugh all the time without worrying.

Pretending to be silent makes me want to escape in fear.

You should be unreasonable or make excuses to evade.

I regard your low-level request as asking for trouble.

You have no feelings for you. What's so wonderful about squeezing out love?

Just tell the truth It's not a lie that you are afraid of breaking up.

I want to turn my life into a painting and stop time.

Wipe you off with an eraser called trouble.

There is no doubt that I gently opened the chat record with you.

The corners of the mouth will be slightly upturned for no reason.

Not because the words are beautiful, but because the words are ridiculous.

Those words that have nothing to say but find something to say are really ridiculous.

Come on, baby, the courage to accept reality is precious.

First, come up with an idea that makes you feel brave.

Maybe love comes too early and shouldn't fall into the trap.

This feeling makes it come and go quickly.

I can't see the signal Black target uses divination as an antidote.

If it weren't for hearing yearning, screaming, looking for a low profile.

Love consciously digs traps and shouts in the dark.

Oh, I (bored), oh, you (crazy)

Can only be satisfied with this moment of hug.

Oh, my God, it's starting again.

Be patient. ..

I really want to rearrange the rings of time.

Then you are the center of the circle and I must be the outermost layer.

Wave to you and say 88

You don't have to rush to catch up.

Because my love has gone beyond the milky way.

I really want to pack you up and throw you into another space.

Then you and I will never know each other one day.

But the earth will turn, and day and night will change.

Extreme day and night only exist because of the intersection angle between yellow and red.

History will not start again because of my thoughts.

But the future can be dominated by your own hands.

I am unrealistic and eager to know the future.

So take out the tarot cards and shuffle the cards.

Pray that the answer is not bad.

Just today, I am no longer your puppet.

Just today, I won't listen to your promise.

Just today, I took off your fake smiling face.

Let's break up forever. Haha

I can't see the signal Black target uses divination as an antidote.

If it weren't for hearing yearning, screaming, looking for a low profile.

Love consciously digs traps and shouts in the dark.

Oh, I (bored), oh, you (crazy)

Can only be satisfied with the hug at this moment *2

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