This Dj's got a gun (nobody's lover)

A sixteen with a sick desire You're not a dreamer, not a fantasy, if you put a fancy name on forcing Et even if it pains, as I said Couteau peint, coup pareil.



His skin, soft like a baby You just love the idea of hurting, Ton idée de taking, How could you be so cruel?

coup pareil

coup pareil

coup pareil

Men with femmes; men with men It wouldn't change the topic Couteau peint, coup pareil.

Innocent, young and brave Wild, abuseur et fier You call the rape scene, “making love” Cause he couldn't help, bloody nature

You see with two holes I see you avec une grotte You adore the darkness in tales J'aime la luminosité du soleil

Mes dents peuvent faire une chanson My skin, engourdie et pale Gray, gray, gray, grave

So is it in you? The one at rest Your pain hits different, Your joy must be sacré

My jaw, my neck, my face Mon corps, mes bras, ma grace une petite lettre pour toi Couteau peint, coup pareil.

Roses are red, grapes and you? Couteau peint, coup pareil. Le monde. La peine.

سوپرایز.

و تازه.

نسنسنس امروز همه جا سوفیا میبینم.

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