I stretched out my outstretched hand.
I was so scared of the heat of the little
contact that I pulled it like a snail.
My walking speed is slow.
I'm surprised my head spins even slower.
It's like this speed of mine is a snail.
Dry sun The sunlight makes me dry
Shut yourself in your shell and protect
yourself
The world I live in should definitely be
more grim and dark.
Mess with me and tease me, I'm like a
spoiled child.
I'm afraid to see the outside world, I got
sick of cowardice.
Moving at a slow speed, slow, this me, like
a snail.
Carrying your own home to protect yourself
from the attacks of the world
Sometimes I lock myself in there, and I get
through the daily struggles and tricks.
I'm scared is a snail The figure that
teases me is a snail
In the hard shell of the heart
How long are you going to stay? How long are you going to stay locked up?