Luyện nghe bài hát California

Fuck
You me boring
I all blood out
But these red pants they show that
My old friends though they know
And when I sold I sold that

I'm sorry Gracie you're golden

I'm sorry Steven and
That I ever you
You seen the ocean
You been on a plane
Schizophrenia rules the
Aliens coming to you away
You're my favorite
Past Life Martyred
Gimme the places I'll you the names
away alone on the plains
What's it to be small-town and gay?
Fuck it baby I know you'll never

So hold me but I got it
hit to the face
Soft to the mouth
On morning

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

Oh!

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

Oh Love! In the time of
in the form of tragedy
Love so much so so fucked it's 5150

But I'm 22 and I don't mind dyin'

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

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 to carrying The Gun
The Gun The Gun The Gun
The Gun The Gun