廚餘戀人 Leftlovers

Grab a piece of nice weather
And put it in my mouth
Share with nobody but myself

Leftovers in plastic bag
The breakfast that we had
Is the souvenir in this holiday

Where did he go?
Did he ever miss me?
Has become a mystery
Where did he go?
Did he ever miss me?
Has become a mystery

Sacrifice a pleasant part of my body
To embody love and lust testimony
It is what it is, nothing to deceive

Don’t try to believe what he said to me
Don’t even need to pretend you’re happy
Fulfill our needs
Then we’ll quietly leave

Where did he go?
Did he ever miss me?
Has become a mystery
Where did he go?
Did he ever miss me?
Has become a mystery

We are leftlovers
Last for eight hours
Soon we’ll be expired
Then we won’t need each other
Can’t finish your leftovers
Throw away this vicious desire
No need to shed a tear
For something you don’t care

We are leftlovers
Last for eight hours
Soon we’ll be expired
Then we won’t need each other
Can’t finish your leftovers
Throw away this vicious desire
No need to shed a tear
For something you don’t care

Where did he go?
Did he ever miss me?
Has become a mystery
Where did he go?
Did he ever miss me?
Has become a mystery

Where did he go?
Did he ever miss me?
Has become a mystery
Where did he go?
Did he ever miss me?
Has become a mystery