[Verse 1: Yukihiro Takahashi]
Her toys are broken boys
Lined heart to heart at her door
Each a burnt-out kiss on her lips
A measure of her pleasure
[Chorus]
She's at a nice age
Ripe age
Ready to be killed by the thrill
She's at a nice age
Ripe age
Ready to be killed by the thrill
[Verse 2: Yukihiro Takahashi]
The child in her smile is cracked
Her innocence smashed
There's nothing left of her party dress
The bow in her hair isn't there
[Chorus]
She's at a nice age
Ripe age
Ready to be killed by the thrill
She's at a nice age
Ripe age
Ready to be killed by the thrill
Her toys are broken boys
Lined heart to heart at her door
Each a burnt-out kiss on her lips
A measure of her pleasure
[Chorus]
She's at a nice age
Ripe age
Ready to be killed by the thrill
She's at a nice age
Ripe age
Ready to be killed by the thrill
[Verse 2: Yukihiro Takahashi]
The child in her smile is cracked
Her innocence smashed
There's nothing left of her party dress
The bow in her hair isn't there
[Chorus]
She's at a nice age
Ripe age
Ready to be killed by the thrill
She's at a nice age
Ripe age
Ready to be killed by the thrill
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