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 penny in and turn the crank
Until the cease to move
And the movie into a photo
A photo, the size of a kiss, I hope she

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

So put another coin in and turn the
the frames cease to move
And the turns into a photo
A photo, the size of my fist, I she knows

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

On lines and letterheads
I'm dying

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

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

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

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

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

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