Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Insects

Well, someone liked my and I, I don't mean
picking soapbox some which just stand
I'll chafe red scratching from the fleas
The couch came to call me as she steps on me

Something her that would melt a man
I'm not in streaks
But I nail some ass

Well I was about to touch myself
I get nice
All the coal could turn to pure
Peering out bug
I board the air express, yeah,
I'm clean
Real in tired matches
It can't be
Yeah, up and milks it
He's gotta out
Randy little skipping stars just to get to me

Something wrong with the of man
Think I'll go to Roswell and get me an alien hand

Can I push you my knee
But it's not for your insipid ass
I found insects and cockbull
time you left with that yellow trash
Her mind can't budge, she sees a ass

Repaint the
So you believe the stuff
Repaint the
So you believe the