Red thorny roses cut marks on her arms
If I can't take it away, I can't wipe it away and stay in the sight that I can't escape
The twinkling eyes are hidden in the dark gray guggi sunglasses
With the rhythm of the music, she slowly approached me
Your hair is wet with sweat and my eyes are blurred
Throbbing and trembling run through the body in an instant
Somehow I fell into this game
I'm too drunk to see you. The black tulle is fading
I don't remember your charming gasp. It's confusing
Exploring and embracing endless desire to become a sweet voice
You're, You're, You're, You're, You're....My Pretty Lady....
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