Her Words Kill. Load My Revolver, Baby. Nobody Here Is Leaving Priscilla. Її слова вбивство. Навантаження Мій револьвер, Baby. Ніхто тут не покидає Прісцилла.
... for you. War, despite the white flag. Oh my dear, I fear I have become a burden. She was waiting for you. Is it raining outside your window? It?s pouring here
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