Listen to the sound clip I wish I was a skellyton, so tall so fresh. So sure, see eyes. Oh, I wish I was a skellington so called, so come go be mine. I'd rattle my bones with the sleeping whispers of lost, lost to be. Supreme meek, so so slow until the moon rise, a new shoe sue mine. Follow the shoe fit, slip slipped. from Metal #4 Song Generator:
I wish I was a skellyton, so tall so fresh. So sure, see eyes. Oh, I wish I was a skellington so called, so come go be mine. I'd rattle my bones with the sleeping whispers of lost, lost to be. Supreme meek, so so slow until the moon rise, a new shoe sue mine. Follow the shoe fit, slip slipped.
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