Why Don't You Have a Seat.


Salt the Wound Why Don't You Have a Seat.歌词

10/09 16:54
You think that you can be here* And take what you want. No carnal repercussions. Will come your way. Think again. This will not go unpunished. Your sentence will fit your crime. With my hands I will rip out your guts. I will hang you from the ceiling