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a little gem at 2 am.

whenever i work on a studio project, there will be a song that i keep replaying over and over--as though its persistence can push me on when my eyelids feel like they are fighting a losing battle.

it's been a long time since i last found a song with a voice so soothing that i think just listening to it can make me go on working for the next few hours willingly :)



陶喆 - 流沙

並不是真的路過而已
也不是真的不會想你
全都不是真的是騙自己
其實還愛你愛著你
我以為我早想清楚不由自主恍恍惚惚
又走回頭路再看一眼有過的幸福
愛情好像流沙我不掙扎
隨它去吧我不害怕
愛情好像流沙心裡的牽掛
不願放下 oh baby 讓我這樣吧
愛情好像流沙我不說話
等待黑暗讓淚能流下
愛情好像流沙明知該躲它
無法自拔 oh baby 是我太傻
是一再的做一再的錯不由我
我一步一步一步一步
慢慢走向流沙

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