Luyện nghe bài hát Jason Dean Was A Teen Liberator

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

And then you fill yourself cancer
As he burns at feet
And then you spill guys
That disemboweling chic

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

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

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

and get your kiss on the forehead
We'll it on the housing projects
What an index that make for
What your body is from, the bombs on the first floor

We'll it on the housing projects
Then that lower class depression
Just you flaunt the fact
That you can't feel for

18 trying to get it right
Ballistic hematoma tries to
The scars from the