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Of personality N.T. It's been a hell of an evening and I've had a good time

Te am+e con cada rinc+-n de mi ser [then it goes on until 'Rap .. HIP HOP ...'] Heaven or Hell - where do we go when we are leaving Ca me fait mal de les voir sortir une lame creuser leur propre trou


But I'm so afraid
But it's something that I do not have
pulse stalls uncut but clotted
Qu'on allume des millions de chandelles.
If the cloak that I'm wearing could hide me away
Destined to escape 'a la Spector
Doing what I can...but, love is cruel
The smell of Nag Champa
on the set where they pretends (TAKE THAT)
But who's the one we're frightened of
(Will you be mine)
Thoughts of the attack it got you fearin the