Luyện nghe bài hát Seekers Who Are Lovers

Brush by
A love as big as a
you up
And you look on

The of God in my mouth
A love you can
Got get some
He and I, breath to

in saliva
Healing through arm
I can't hungering for otherness

I the use
My head out of the sky
And into my palms
Jesus God,

on the tip of it
The old rivers of other sweet scents
So
You are a woman as you are a man

Creeping on the gas is a magic like
Like a flights, clouded
I was on the blood
Whose camouflages, of soul
Whose fire, muses soul

Kneeling by the
Which is the way
His poor essence, under the

Love and polish itself
I slid my but slowly ran
So send Lucifer hell

on the tip of it
The old rivers lack of sweet scents
So
You are a woman as you are a man

on the tip of it
The old rivers of other sweet scents
So
You are a just as you are a man

on the tip of it
The old rivers lack of other scents
So
You are a woman as you are a man