Luyện nghe bài hát Wicked Wanda

Wicked, wicked
What was it that ya?
Whos responsible for trash?

A pretty little
Hollywood inside her
And no to accommodate

scratch
A bare ass

Voice scream
loves cream

Wicked, Wanda
Id date Rwanda
Than be in
Your trash

little spider
With inside her
And no time to

Venom
not Jick

(I can see the the sun
the they shine on everyone
together)

screams
to me

To be free of and longing
clarity

In a untouched by history

To be part of vaster
Than yourself the plaster
out of your core categories

Strike me
the arms of the air

Strike me
the arms of the air

Stories not
I feel a junk contraption
Truth is I cant shake this vile

When I space out Im
I got no ego to with
to be a temperamental tear

Strike me
the arms of the air

Strike me
the arms of the air