Chuck always ends up waxing poetic around his trainees. About how professional wrestling is a dance—a violent choreography of chokeholds and suplexes, timed to the tune of their bookers' ... [+]
Alone, on a chilly Valentine's day,
a walk to a shop in Mong Kok,
was the most crowded place for shopping,
no more laugh, no more talk.
Arrived at the shop alone,
there used to be a hamster.
Knowing she was kidnapped by feeling owner's shock,
"they" said it's a policy to prevent the spread, a total of 2000 lives.
finally, almost get back to the dorm alone,
seeing the lock down of housings for test,
nothing interesting, that's a norm.
ah, miss my mate who sleep outside the hospital because of the high occupancy rate.
on my way home, help, i'm feelin' sick
dizzy, there's no rules to break
only becoming routine nowadays
slowly, losing the ability to taste
a walk to a shop in Mong Kok,
was the most crowded place for shopping,
no more laugh, no more talk.
Arrived at the shop alone,
there used to be a hamster.
Knowing she was kidnapped by feeling owner's shock,
"they" said it's a policy to prevent the spread, a total of 2000 lives.
finally, almost get back to the dorm alone,
seeing the lock down of housings for test,
nothing interesting, that's a norm.
ah, miss my mate who sleep outside the hospital because of the high occupancy rate.
on my way home, help, i'm feelin' sick
dizzy, there's no rules to break
only becoming routine nowadays
slowly, losing the ability to taste