Luyện nghe bài hát Puffer

You want a sky, how provincial
Focus the dead eye upon the of the liars
not to fear a thing
Not anacondas under the cover of

in prose again, Mount Toby friends are make pretend
Never offered cover model jobs of Factory Hollow
So I'm the god of the

A truss construction never a thing
Look through the onion skin under the guard of the

New position friction, X-game starlet earns the mention
No-way ticket trained in consent, cousins' train's a-coming
Puff

Now I'm the god of the