I've got my own flavor, The flavor ain't coke cola
I've got my own way, I'm on my own dream
In the city, in the hell
In the city, in the hell
I'm on my own way, Making my own dream.
There're so many things you won't ever have.
You won't get it in time, You won't lose it in life,
And you won't just give it away.
I've got my own feeling, the feeling like
The feeling like shit!
I've got my own flavor, The flavor ain't no coke cola
I've got my own way, I'm on my own dream
In the city, in the hell
In the city, in the hell
I've got my own feeling, the feeling like
The feeling like shit!
I've got my own flavor, The flavor ain't coke cola
I've got my own way, I'm on my own dream
In the city, in the hell
In the city, in the hell
The most of young people are living in small apartment in China even in the World. And you working day to night in the city running between no more than three locations. Coke and coffee keep you awake. Yeah, You are a city junk, You hate it and you love it. You've got a big dream "˜cos you want get out from this hell.