What's the name of the song for recess music?

Not Enough to Please - Charlene Choi

Lyrics: Cheng Cherry Lun

Music: Chan Fai Yang

Edit: Chan Fai Yang

Producer: Chan Fai Yang

If I change into you, start from the beginning

Why is it that every day, I only know how to frown

Prediction of a long and painful separation

This is the first time that I have seen the world. p>Back to reason, as if re-executing

Being innocently destroyed love

Who can become a confidant later

Self-control more cover up hidden in the cracks

Decadence don't let anyone touch

Hot face sticking to the body tracking

In exchange for a palm scraping extremely frozen, like weightlessness

Insufficiently pleasing to the eye, too much like to maneuver

I've fallen into a lack of oxygen and quit

Bad intuition, how horrible is human ignorance

How can I make it up if I'm retarded to the end

The more I want to analyze and regain acceptance

The more I destroy every minute

The more I want to make it easy, the more I squander it, the more out of control I get

Even the backpack is heavier

Sympathy has swept by, it's hard to forget the pain

The wheeling in the The river of love in the glacier

Slowly re-invested in this bumpy ride

Self-control more cover up hidden in the cracks

Decadence don't let anyone touch

Hot face close to the body tracking

In exchange for a palm scraping the extreme freezing, such as weightlessness

Not enough to please, too much like the manipulation

Fall into the lack of oxygen to withdraw

Bad intuition, how horrible the people ignorant

Too slow, too slow.

How can I make up for being slow at the end

The more I try to analyze and regain acceptance

The more I destroy every minute

The more I try to make it easy, the more I squander the more I lose control

What else is there to feel

As if I were lying down and woke up from a gunshot wound

Affects of the universe that are in distress

Remaining in the beautiful gaping hole

Not enough to please, too much of a manipulator

Falling into a hypoxic withdrawal

Bad intuition, how scary it is to be ignorant

How can I make it up if I'm slow at the end of the day

The more I want to analyze and regain acceptance

The more I destroy every minute

The more I want to make it easy, the more I squander it, the more it gets out of control

When the backpacks get heavier

What's left?