Luyện nghe bài hát California

Fuck
You me boring
I bled all out
But these red pants they don't that
My old friends they know that
And I sold them I sold that

I'm sorry Gracie girl you're

I'm sorry Steven and
That I left you
You never seen the
You never on a plane
rules the brain
Aliens to take you away
still my favorite
Past Life Martyred
Gimme the places give you the names
Wasted alone on the plains
it like to be small-town and gay?
Fuck it I know you'll never change

So me down but I got it
hit to the face
Soft blow to the
On morning

bleeding from the fingertips
You rubbed me raw you me wrong
And I heave I think of you

Oh!

Now corrupted us all
With your
to tell me love was free
Tried to tell me was free
Us and them
You You You You You and Me

Oh Love! In the time of
Love in the form of
Love so much so real so fucked it's

But I'm just 22 and I mind dyin'

What does taste like?
To me it tastes like
And I'm beggin' you to look away

I bet you on the bob-tail nag
bet on the bay

I saw Joseph the gun
I saw carrying the gun
The Gun The Gun The Gun
The Gun The Gun

I saw
The Gun
I saw
The Gun
The Gun The Gun The Gun
The Gun The Gun

I used to The Gun
The Gun The Gun The Gun
The Gun The Gun