This hand on this gun to my head is my own
And these are my demands:
If you leave me, take me with you, i am nothing without you.
People who need people are the wretchedest in the world.
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This hand on this gun to my head is my own
And these are my demands:
If you leave me, take me with you, i am nothing without you.
People who need people are the wretchedest in the world.