OK Computer

I dreamt I was standing in your doorstep Licking sweat off of your forehead With your finger in my mouth And the sound when leather jackets hit the ground You should hear when you’re not around When it’s just us horny poets Who can’t wait to write it down And swear we were only being honest Do you like these little sonnets? ‘Cause I wrote them just for you But how quickly they turn sour So be careful who you screw And never call And I’m starting to suspect You don’t intend to do anything you say at all

You don’t know how long I could stare into your picture And wish that it was me I guess it’s different ’cause you love him But I’ve got an interactive Sick and twisted imagination And that’s gotta count for something

الان غم این اهنگ رو دارم درک میکنم

ادم مرحله به مرحله اهنگارو درک میکنه

از ترند جاموندیم دوستان اینا چیه

فیلم و مهراد

چطوری تونستی تحمل کنی

۲۵۰ تای آی ام دی بی اونایی که ندیده بودمو میبینم

چه فیلمایی؟

فیلم میبینم

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