Luyện nghe bài hát Faxed Invitation

I don't get dirty
with two
and white and jelly
wrestling you do it
you do it
go down with the
hugger
caressing
on the lip to lip
and blond chocolate eye

I don't get dirty
two scoops
and white flakes and
would you do it
you do it
go down the body
hugger
clutches
on the lip to lip
and blond chocolate eye

up at me
your skin
your beauty unconnected
I don't feel the of you
you want me to
up and smiling
no seperate
she's
so like this
this is a catsuit of colours

faxed
to oblivion with
technicolour
pushing
don't knock,
honey pure twisted
squeeze your
....
I feel so
you
you give me
one cold, this one hot
purple head burning (?)

deep voice, dome
shooting the glass eyes
and walking on the piss stains on a day
craving company and
around you
you good to me

i see you in an shop
and clean and focus like a
when he a cigarette
looking smelling something surgical
that leaves a upon his neck
where the place you were talking
when you so upset
why were you
when I saw you in an alley
and like a hope

I want someone to give me time
pretty and fit, smelling good
an lie
calling
eye
change the way I feel, on a
and (bang?) jesus loves me on a xylophone
home
outside you look at me with brown eyes
lest we
angel at the
fiction/friction (?)....?
I was born with a eye
and a savioury
very feeling (of) freedom, liberty

mmmm deep

deep voice

mmmm deep