people with their backs against the wall,. Lord, Heaven helpus all. . Heaven helpus all, heaven helpus all, heaven helpus all, helpus all. Heaven helpus, Lord, hear our call when we call. . Now
. I want my complex back. . A wicked man. Picked off the scabs and fed them. To the pigeons. Help him, he is so cornered. Kill him, your mercy * will. . Lights are * around with me
