come get her
somebody come tip her, she's dancin' like a stripper
somebody come get her, she's feelin' all the liquor
confident
then she started dancing, sexual romancing
nasty but she fancy, lipstick on my satin sheets
beggin'
I'm on my knees while I'm beggin'
'cause I don't want to lose you
bad romance
I want your horror, I want your design
'cause you're a criminal as long as you're mine
take me to church
I'll worship like a dog at the shrine of your lies
I'll tell you my sins and you can sharpen your knife
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Killer Stranger || Haitani Ran/OC
Fanfictiona woman who wanted nothing more than to cry alone at the back-alley of the club. a man who hums a sweet melody as he shoots a traitor in the head. eyes that meet like magnet as he heard a sob and she heard the gunfire. "Haitani Ran," he smiles, like...
