Stupid love,
I must and want fuck you,
I can’t lose you out,
Give me some true!
Little heart is died,
My soul is want to fight,
Your words are not right,
Speak of you are now lies!
Think about me,
However would you see?
I’m going touching you,
I’m think, you like it too.
One idiot from one-two
And his fucking crew,
Hurt my friend,
And now I know his end!
I like you too!
Think about me,
However would you see?
I’m going touching you,
I’m think, you like it too.
My feels is thrill,
My iron will
Have a winter chill
But I’m ill…from you!
Think about me,
However would you see?
I’m going touching you,
I’m think, you like it too.
Think about me
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