有太多人作词/作曲/编曲/制作人：YL/YalL 挥别了昨天的痴心下一个让路的我站在这里明白了人生的道理值不值得怀疑是自己的死心眷恋风飒的无垫做别的论一会二分侥幸的惨绝轮廓了实现才明白爱是无尽止的去怀念有太多人知道我的名字有太多人知道我在这里缝隙这个无敌靠不住的成体下一轮我会变成我自己有太多人不知道我的名字有太多人不知道我在这里缝隙这个屋顶流沙包的潮汐还要我说我爱你值不值得可惜挥别了昨天的痴心下一个让路的我站在这里明白了人生的道理值不值得怀疑是自己的死心眷恋风飒的无垫做别的论一会二分侥幸的惨绝轮廓了实现才明白爱是无尽止的去怀念有太多人知道我的名字有太多人知道我在这里缝隙这个无敌靠不住的成体下一轮我会变成我自己有太多人不知道我的名字有太多人不知道我在这里缝隙这个屋顶流沙包的潮汐还要我说我爱你值不值得可惜有太多人知道我的名字有太多人知道我在这里缝隙这个无敌靠不住的成体下一轮我会变成我自己有太多人不知道我的名字有太多人不知道我在这里缝隙这个屋顶流沙包的潮汐还要我说我爱你值不值得可惜 There are too many people Lyrics/Composition/Arrangement/Producer: YL/YalL Waving goodbye to yesterday's infatuation, I'm the next one to make way, standing here. I understand the truth of life: whether it's worth doubting is my own resignation. Longing for the cool breeze, without a cushion, let's discuss other things for a while, a tragic half-hearted luck. The outline has been realized. Only then do I understand that love is an endless lingering memory. There are too many people who know my name. There are too many people who know I'm here. The gap, this invincible yet unreliable adult. In the next round, I will become myself. There are too many people who don't know my name. There are too many people who don't know I'm here. The gap, this roof, this quicksand tide. And still I have to say I love you, is it worth the pity? Waving goodbye to yesterday's infatuation, I'm the next one to make way, standing here. I understand the truth of life: whether it's worth doubting is my own resignation. Waving goodbye to the cool breeze, without a cushion, let's discuss other things for a while, a tragic half-hearted luck. The outline has been realized. Only then did I understand that love is an endless remembrance. So many people know my name. So many people know I'm here. The gap, this invincible yet unreliable entity. In the next round, I'll be myself. So many people don't know my name. So many people don't know I'm here. The gap, this roof, this quicksand tide. And I still have to say I love you. Is it worth the pity? So many people know my name. So many people know I'm here. The gap, this invincible yet unreliable entity. In the next round, I'll be myself. So many people don't know my name. So many people don't know I'm here. The gap, this roof, this quicksand tide. And I still have to say I love you. Is it worth the pity?