Luyện nghe bài hát Siberian Kiss

Give me my pictures of me
Me, you and him three
It figures the wheezing will measure your rate of
And I hope you like a bitch in heat, I hope she know

So put another penny in and turn the
the frames cease to move
And the movie into a photo
A photo, the of a kiss, I hope she knows

Staring at a porcelain sex
Where the don't meet
The characters speak
And the characters are like mirrors facing
Space expanding

So put coin in and turn the crank
Until the cease to move
And the turns into a photo
A photo, the of my fist, I hope she knows

A hiccup in
I you jealously to myself
In a photo, the of a kiss
A kiss in the shape of a

On phone and letterheads
I'm dying

I've watched you, whore, yourself out for one thing
you sell yourself for one more?
There's one more thing, why don't you sell yourself?
If I have you no one will

Pushing a lover to another
Are you turned on? Are you on?
Pushing a lover to another
Are you turned on? Are you on?

A hiccup in
I keep you to myself
In a photo, the size of a
A in the shape of a bullet

On phone lines and letter
I'm dying
I'm about

A hiccup in
I you jealously to myself
In a photo, the size of a
A kiss in the of a bullet

I keep you to myself
I keep you jealously to
I you jealously to myself
I you jealously to myself
A kiss in the shape of a