God, I need a special medicine
I have a headache. I'm upset
It's better to forget all the memories
Miss can make people have a bad cold
I listen to the songs on the radio
Singing the curse of lovelorn
Pity my broken heart
The disease is so severe that the whole body is weak
But love is a trouble
So I got sick
I don't have this type of antibody
Can't stop the germs of lovelorn
God, I need a special medicine
My heart beats when I think of you
Tears kept falling again
Oh, my God, I want to forget your special medicine
I can't buy it all over the world
I have a high fever by myself
No one knows all this
I'll know. I want to know
Who knows I'm upset with a bad cold
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