Where Is the Assassin?
Chokebore
No Camilia...
You're no fool you need me.
Poison is the wind swell.
Maybe I could love the three of you. Last thing I need from you is another heartless lay, but who am I, who am I to notice.
Twenty-two is outside, inside you're all pink. Hallways filled with windows.
Maybe I could love the three of you. No Camilia, you're no fool, you need me. Poison is the wind swell. Maybe I could love the three of you.
