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I was born to be a doll, and forget about myself, do you know what I would do? I tore out my heart and sold it!
I conquer the hearts of many, but no one conquers me, if someone's heart twitches, I promise that I will tear it out!
how difficult it is to be the best, beauty will conquer everyone, I will throw back the red velvet and everyone will see a silk.
if I sell my heart, will I be heartless?, I won't give it to anyone and I won't sell it.. I'll keep it with me, should I love myself?! It's not that hard to be better, you can be forgotten.
But you take out a red pistol, I thought it was covered with silk, but I didn't know or realize that the pistol was lined with red velvet.
Being the best is not a disease, but red velvet overcame me, love me a man, with a red gun, I'm ready to sell my heart to you, tell me the price, I'll lower it for you.
but I'm soulless, I'm coming with a trump card, and conquering him was not my dream, after the very first night, oh! my love, I'm sorry! I'll take a Gray knife and decorate it in red.
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