Luyện nghe bài hát Josephine

Jo

Josephine is not your
She believes in magic and
You hard to make her fine
But she sleeps acid

Do her parents know for real
When she asks to be high?
I don't know but they will be aware of it

She clouds every single night
be glad that she's alive
In her head she sees butterflies pistols

is not your kind
She in ravers with dimes
You tried hard to see her
But made for others

She runs to the club with cash
And spends them all on
In her head there's some old
Taking of her

Gets the very of a man
And him with a laugh
Don't you see she is not a