I say goodbye.
This is the end...
They call me a cluts.
a girl in disaster...
Luck is nothing; it is simply going out and making...
Luck is nothing; it is simply going out and making...
People will talk.
but not straight to your face...
They call me a cluts.
a girl in disaster...
Crying without reason.
I dont know why I do...
Just do what you want.
Speak your heart...
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If you would trade everything for love, |
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Captivate the audience, |
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Bestfriends are the hardest to find. |