作词 : 曾国宏Tseng, Kuo Hung 作曲 : 曾国宏Tseng, Kuo Hung So many ways to pay my due, why I feel so bad to play like you. Oh darling, I’m out of fuel. To lock myself in this isolation. So many ways to play like you, why I feel so bad to end this due. Oh darling, I’m out of tune. To fit myself in this urban fiction. I ain’t feel it no more, I ain’t touch it no more, I ain’t crying no more, I’ll make it all around. I ain’t hanging’ no more, I ain’t love it no more, I ain’t hate it no more, I’ll make it all around. I ain’t feel it no more, I ain’t touch it no more, I ain’t crying no more, I’ll make it all around. Don’t give a chance to enemy, go back to your reality, people is hard to satisfy, but yeah, I have to give a try. Something changing’ in my chemistry, it can’t be traced in the history, truth i