A knife in the sun
I don't know how it happened
The white lady
Cops, transsexuals
Taxi drivers, homosexuals
Drug dealers, mariachis, pick pockets
Knife
Prince of peace
At least indulge us
Flesh was once food, now food is flesh
Your lover will hate you
Despair and shut up
Knife
Gold, silver, copper
Blue, violet, red
Green
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