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Can you hear the counting song of pain, baby?

The president.

[I want to scatter your face.]

Depicting the answer reflected in your eyes

[I want to scatter your trick]

Can you hear the counting song of pain, baby?

The president.

[I want to scatter your excuse.]

The black day still won\'t fade

A prosecute. Your luck will run out someday.

Hatred to you is a proper act.







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