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Bombshell Rocks Love For The Microphone

He's a smalltown rebel, one of the few true fighter souls. A concreat devil, always kicking and out of control. Raised in the ruins of a broken home,

More bombs, more cities, more burning bodies for the cause. Retribution tanks machine guns U.S.A. Looking out for number 1, number 1, number 1. Massdestrucion

ways. In the end, my dear friend. Memories remain. Whatever happened to the will and to the message? Your second home, your love for the microphone.