ぼらぷ
( ´•౪•`)
ぼらぷ
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おつかれさめ
a little high little low)
Anyway the wind blows doesn't
really matter to me, to me
Mama, just killed a man
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, woo
Didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters
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