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Bài hát 1998 do ca sĩ Matthew Koma thuộc thể loại Pop. Tìm loi bai hat 1998 - Matthew Koma ngay trên Nhaccuatui. Nghe bài hát 1998 chất lượng cao 320 kbps lossless miễn phí.
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Lời bài hát: 1998

Lời đăng bởi: fenghui.liu

Coconut chewing gum, insecure on your tongue Bumping up cause we were young and we wanna Strung out Juliet by initials on her neck And when the sweat fell off her chest, I thought I owned her And when you wanted redemption, I was suicide And you were somewhere to hide inside Yeah, yeah I wonder where we could've been Speeding out loud on safety pins For all the crooked maps we made Locked in 1998 Time for a book on candle wax The smell of that perfume takes me back To all the crooked tracks we laid Locked in 1998 Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Polaroid memories and the sound of libertines Your sarcastic lips on me sadly opens So close Peter Pan ecstasy, a jinker bell on LSD Innocent insanity, an empty ocean It's the ocean wide And when you wanted redemption, I was suicide And you were somewhere to hide inside Yeah, yeah I wonder where we could've been Speeding out loud on safety pins For all the crooked maps we made Locked in 1998 Time for a book on candle wax The smell of that perfume takes me back To all the crooked tracks we laid Locked in 1998 Don't know how we got here We can't buy that Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Don't know how we got here We can't buy that I wonder where we could've been Speeding out loud on safety pins For all the crooked maps we made Locked in 1998 Time for a book on candle wax The smell of that perfume takes me back To all the crooked tracks we laid Locked in 1998 Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Don't know how we got here Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh *** like that

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