Cheeky Doll by 12012
Gogo!! Cheeky doll!! Gogo!! Cheeky doll!!
Gogo!! Cheeky doll!! Gogo!! Cheeky doll!!
You're wearing a dress, holding your breath, humming a
nostalgic song
Even if I grow wings made of glass now, I won't be able
to fly like you Ah
Not knowing love or the shape of love In this town
where I was born
Ah I threw away my heart made of glass I'm snatching
away people's hearts
For you, swaying, flying upwards The last despair The
last sacrilege
My delusion my delusion is swaying, swelling up Like a
burst balloon
Share love with me Without knowing the shape of love I
can't live
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