
My dear twisted lovers heart My sanity, you are wicked, we aren't sane anymore Let's chase our victims with our dangerous toys Splitter splatter The blood are on our clothes Making beautiful red stains I can see my own breath in the cold winter night You have this grin, who grows wider and wider, and your eyes are lost in our crime. Let's play another game This is way too funny We can't stop We are criminals now Splitter splatter You are next♡Tous Droits Réservés
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