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My love is like a red rose
It may be beautiful now
But my sharp thorns will hurt you
My love is like a red rose
Yes, I may be fragrant
But the closer you get, the more I’ll hurt you

Don’t trust me too much
You don’t know me that well yet
So just run away run away

If you want my heart, 
you need to take my pain too
Because you will be pricked by my thorns someday

 Seeing your confidence makes me feel so bad for you
Your confident footsteps toward me looks so pitiful today
Emotions? That’s an extravagance to me
Love? That’s Obsession’s best friend

Don’t look at me with that light glance
Don’t speak of love easily

Every rose has its thorn
Every rose has its thorn
Every rose has its thorn
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