Luyện nghe bài hát This Picture (Junior Sanchez Remix)

I hold an image of the girl
Of the cigarette on my chest
I wrote a poem that described her
That put our to the test
And late at night whilst on all
She to watch me kiss the floor
What's wrong this picture?
What's with 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 it's

For fear of old

Farewell the ashtray
Angelic fruit
this troubled world
Control intake
Goodbye to open
and furthermore
You we miss her
We miss her

Sometimes faded

For fear of old
Sometimes it's

For fear of old

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

it's faded

For fear of old
it's faded

For of growing old

stop growing old
Can't growing old
stop growing old
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