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With a blindfold I can walkI see colors when you talkCould paint your picture with one black crayonYes I am your ransom manI came for you, that is correctMy trunk is hungry from neglectI would show you, but it's too directWell I am your ransom manI wore some holes into my bootsIt's been weeks now following youThey say Los Angeles is a desolate landWell I am your ransom manI took some work for a strongarmYou were a sucker for his charmYou see they love you with the back of his handWell I am your ransom manDarlin' I know that you are sweetJust a midwest transplant with your dreamsWell if I don't kill you he will kill meWell I am your ransom manJust one look would make the callLetras de cancionesI put that bastard's head right through a wallBe the great returning of glass into sandwell I am your ransom manKiss me on the cheek and I'll be gonePlease do not leave flowers on my lawnJust wanna hear Dixie from a funeral bandWell I am the ransom manJust wanna hear dixie from a funeral band From Letras Mania