Luyện nghe bài hát Crispin Glover

They don't you anymore
Blood trails
a light on
And put a key in the back

Yeah, they're at you
not laughing with you

It's guilt slip
On my Freudian
And I think the on me

Bad grow weeds
Crispin
I wish you on my TV
Girl Bruise Sad
On her
Turn the channel and see

they're laughing at us
They're not laughing us
And I think the on me

Just guilt slip
On my trip
As we on the irony

Yeah, laughing at us
They're not laughing us
And God damn the on me

Just another slip
On my field trip
Are you or celebrity

Crispin save us all