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| Seems cold,But baby no Doesnt have to be Microwaving our medal tragedy Watching it burn and Its beautiful and its blue,And its pitiful When its through,Its the other half of me I didnt do it,You lit the match for me Now we're flying,From the blast, baby Thats the thing ★ Rihanna-FireBomb ★ |