Оригинален текст
Set it off and try to get off because you were only concerned with coming easy. these are the words of winter from the role of a victim, to write it off, i only hope you could... no, your hands will not brush my face, no, my hands will not venture to waist, no, i remember how you'd say, no, no, no... i swore it off for nineteen years. (and i only hope you could)