When I rise up, walking
When I tell a bluff, stopping
Do you listen to my story seriously
It's not a strict massage or something like that
I always think about you
Even if drawing an attention to
Or make alone
This is the time to tell a story
Being found of love makes you happy
It takes a multiply love each other
Spin into love
Spin into yourself
Love sometimes kills you
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