Dont'give your hand, I would spit on you and your uniform of shame I can see your delite in making blood and flames, your delite in seeing blood and pain I won't take it, so don't give your hand... I would spit on you...
Dont'give your hand, I would spit on you and your uniform of shame I can see your delite in making blood and flames, your delite in seeing blood and pain I won't take it, so don't give your hand... I would spit on you...