Oven

 Tác giả : Helmet

 Người đăng : administrator, 13 năm trước

I could have swore i gave my wedding ring to you
Among the chewing gears you taunt me tear
Elements are still alive, shake from ear to ear
Pez are gonna let it slide, gonna burn
What cotton decides are appellee
My main oven drive he took from
Under what's come over me.

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