Luyện nghe bài hát This Picture (Junior Sanchez Remix)

I an image of the ashtray girl
Of the burns on my chest
I wrote a poem that her world
That put our to the test
And at night whilst on all fours
She used to watch me the floor
What's with this picture?
What's wrong this picture?

the ashtray girl
Forbidden
Beware troubled world
out for earthquakes
Goodbye to open
To centrefolds
You we miss her
We miss her

Sometimes it's

For fear of old
Sometimes faded

For fear of old

the ashtray girl
Angelic fruit
Beware this world
Control your
Goodbye to open
and furthermore
You know we her
We miss her

Sometimes faded

For fear of old
Sometimes it's

For of growing old

on
Though we try, it's
on
Though we try, it's

it's faded

For of growing old
Sometimes it's

For of growing old

Can't growing old
Can't growing old
stop growing old
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