Превод: В Jonbenet. Яденето на Lightning Pt. Аз.
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Превод: В Jonbenet. Trophy Wives.
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Things can happen in an instant and things can go unnoticed and things can be blurted out without question I know i have no reason to to feel the
One hundred and eighty days have passed since I've been here trapped deep inside this white beast. We are it's hands we are it's blood. Cold streets
Breathe in this hell Taste how ugly it is Everyday the same faces that make death so inviting Questions endless questions With pointless answers White
From hours to days to years to death. these memories will outshine the rest. one thing is certain, death comes for us all. we are the ugly, the heartless
The speakeasy parlor was filled with many a fair lady, Fallen victim to another mind rape by their Christian fathers. "It was never easy to show them
I fell asleep on your gun again late last night, It was warmer than before. My eyes are burning! For every sigh I hear, I?ll roll over so you can reach
Arched back and a couple of slit wrists. How often can you tell me that I can't love you? Just maybe I can. Just maybe I can! Somehow I'll break those
Hold on just a God damn minute, This commercial is yet to be over! And I can't wait to try this knife out, I seriously can't wait! Yellow paint won'