Where are you from, my love?

I have spended year to years

Withstand all of the bullets who came up to me

Without stepped away from this building

So you'll know your way home

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But the reality was different, my love?

My stare was lock when I look at my back window

You're not walking alone

, who am I?

I forget my role in your life

Who am I,

Am I just a stuntman, who's having such a mute producer?

Who are you, my love?

Are you an animal who had the shape of a human being or a man who doesn't have any heart?

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Don't you know, my love?

A frontal shot isn't enough proportionate with your graze that you're tuck in my back.