It's not for the size of me
Into my mouth
Nine-hundred and fourteen
Try some force
Try to lead
The foundling die is close determinate
Raise head and stomp the blood
I'm not even sound raide
I'm alive
I got the silver
And I wonder
What will you follow?
When your head is not in order
And I'm stomping your little
How can you laugh
How can you lie awake
Making me drive
Making my heart a
Not too fat
Not to lean /
The foundling die, is close excitedly
Raise head and stomp the blood
I'm not even soundly
This is for cows It's not for the size of me Into my mouth Nine-hundred and fourteen Try some force Try to lead The foundling die is close determinate Raise head and stomp the blood I'm not even sound raide I'm alive I got the silver And I wonder What will you follow? When your head is not in order And I'm stomping your little How can you laugh How can you lie awake Making me drive Making my heart a Not too fat Not to lean / The foundling die, is close excitedly Raise head and stomp the blood I'm not even soundly Explain Request ×
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