Luyện nghe bài hát Pulse

My baby herself red
She her hair
Her hair is
living in the city
With the bodies scream
We are all
We all

See the in there reeling
Paint the sky upon the

Four useless upon a day
So blinded by the on Sunday
the words for the idiots
You are miracle
sewer

Listens to the fall
Paint the upon the wall

This is the pulse of like you
Who sound so red and turn so
The sound of uselessness in
War is over if you

See the semen reeling
the sea upon the ceiling

My baby paints red
She paints her
Her hair is
She's in the city
With the bodies that
We are all
We all

See the dancer's semen
the sky upon the ceiling

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