Huh, huh, huh, huh
It would not fit
You in my head
Eject mode
Was activated
I had no choice
It was only by precision
But it did not hurt me
I know it hurts you
I will not try anymore
Look no more for you
Your look does not have love
Your heart cooled
You do not have good feelings
In your suffering that is not good
Lives crying through the corners
Why do not you get tired of thinking of me?
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