Paroles de Errol Flynn
Point your finger at the man in chargeDeath decides to come break your tongue
They are weaker. Than I thought they were.
First call. Life.
In the green
My heart is beating like a wee water pump
Broken, broken
Close call.
My arrows, a token to my voice broken
My arrows, a token, to my voice, it's broken
First call, life
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