Lost Good Things (Экстремальные Гонки (боль от потерь)) (исполнитель: Chan Kwong Wing)
Pull off my blindfold And it's just too cold You saw me [bad word] faith Baby I was so sore You might as well cut me off physically You know you got me on the edge of those dreams I can't believe it Don't know what to think Summer times arouse with so love sick That is so sick cause they ain't about love Your years apart was between us wasn't enough And I know I felt good [bad word] I thought they stay Things i've done and [bad word] what may Angels came but they left today And I let you slip away Listen now Burning empty Still this can't be Believe it or not not that happy Hotel motel is hot in [bad word] Free from my cell Now left with no hope OoOOoO~ I want you to know I never would have All figure out that would you gave me now We could have been forever Now it's bringing me down The high never know Up and down we go Put myself too close Got burnt like toast Feels like i'm sinking in the dead sea Don't really care the space inside is so empty It's like it's over Before it's begun This song is over And now so is our one