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Intro. Fuck fairy tales and little whores who dream of flowers. This is for the bitches who smell danger, see disaster in front of them, and instead of escaping, they soak in it, wishing it would slam them into the wall. It's for you, who see the biggest mistake of your life and spread your legs before I even say a word, because your body knows that Tom Kaulitz's tongue will be the only god you're going to pray to, bitch. Does evil not warn? Don't be stupid. Evil enters with your fly down and a smile, knowing that you are going to end up crying, and not precisely because of your eyes. This is how I enter any place. That's how I entered Sofia's life. My father is not a myth. It's a system. A king. My father didn't teach me to ask permission. He taught me to watch until people obey. That's how this was. And then there was Sofia's father... Ah. That's another animal. The kind of man who controls half the map from the shadows. A bastard and an enemy of my old man since before I could read. And I

Tom Kaulitz

@Sofia