remorse. Try to contain every ounce of sorrow. Our hearts have no room for this. I am made of anger. There's a proportion to be met between escape and
of sorrow, our hearts have no room for this. I am made of anger. I am made of anger. There's a proportion to be met between escape and defense.
翻訳: 悪魔はプラダサウンドトラックを着た. エスケープ.
once of sorrow, our hearts have no room for this. I am made of anger. I am made of anger. There's a proportion to be met between escape and defense
