Her Words Kill. Load My Revolver, Baby. Nobody Here Is Leaving Priscilla. Ses paroles Tuez. Charger mon revolver, bébé. Personne ici ne quitte Priscilla.
... 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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