Luyện nghe bài hát Jason Dean Was A Teen Liberator

Yeah, it's
The way he his life
And you jump in
With your croquet heart

And then you fill with cancer
As he burns at feet
And then you your guys
That disemboweling chic

like a kiss, kiss on the forehead
And it's how you kiss
That just my skin through
It's time to steal another from your broad shoulders

It's you lick my heart
And burn my eyes with your hip filled caress
You keep the endings
And I'll keep the vomit

mating calls are showing
That the best thing in aren't worth loving
What if I lined my lips with your poison you'd better kiss me
You'd better me give in, make me your everything

Come and get kiss on the forehead
blame it on the housing projects
What an index that make for
What your body is scarred from, the on the first floor

We'll blame it on the projects
Then flaunt that lower depression
like you flaunt the fact
That you feel for nothing

18 years to get it right
Ballistic tries to suck
The scars from the